NovelBarChapter 305 Is There Someone Else? “Had you expectedto rush back?” He threw the question back at her, his dark eyes fixed on her.
Marion felt awkward under his gaze. “I don’t know..." Had she expected that? Did she dare expect such things? Realizing she had asked a potentially dangerous question, Marion quickly wished him good night and closed the door.
Lucas looked at the closed door and mumbled to himself.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMarion sighed in relief, grateful for her quick reaction otherwise, it would have been more awkward. She dismissed any wild thoughts and hurriedly began to tidy up her clothes before taking a shower.
Since the last bold question she had asked Lucas, wondering if he was trying to seduce her and receiving his cold treatment, Marion had not harbored any romantic notions. However, tonight was an exception. She dreamt of Lucas’s’ response to her question.
“I didn’t rush back per se...” In the dream, she was unusually bold. Feeling like his answer was not enough, she fearlessly asked another question, “So, did you rush back for me?” Lucas responded as bluntly as ever, “Not specifically for you. Why would 1? Is there someone else who calls herself my wife?” The scene changed, and suddenly Marion found herself pressed against a door, being kissed. In the next turn of events, it went beyond a kiss, with her dress zipper beingfulled down! Marion woke up abruptly, instinctively checking her night dress. Realizing it was just a dream, she breathed a sigh of relief, feeling embarrassed and awkward.
Even though she was awakened by a dream, it was already bright outside. Marion quickly checked the tand found it was already 8 a.m. She hastily got up, washed up, and went downstairs.
As expected, as soon as she descended, Lucas had just finished swimming. Marion could not help but admire his ability to wake up early for swimming on weekends.
“Good morning, Mr. Craig.” Feeling uneasy due to the dream of the previous night, she glanced at him briefly before looking away.
Lucas’ gaze focused on her face. “Did you sleep well last night?” He did not push the matter further, but Marion felt even more uneasy when he spoke. Her face suddenly heated up. “I - | slept well.” “Oh,” he responded nonchalantly. “Breakfast is ready.” “hungary. I'll go have breakfast!” Afraid he might continue the conversation, Marion hurriedly nurned and walked towards the dining room.
Air Bailey had heard her voice earlier and had already set the breakfast on the table, “Madam.” “Thank you, Mrs. Bailey!” The morning's breakfast included lean pork congee with eggs and fried noodles Marion had only eaten about a third when Laicas sat down next to her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGlancing at him, a water droplet happened to fall from his hair, landing on his shirt collar as it trailed down his skin. It slid out of Marion's view.
As she was about to avert her gaze, Marion saw Lucas suddenly unbutton the third button of his shirt! Had he noticed her staring? Marion stiffened for a moment, and her hand holding the spoon trembled, causing the porcelain spoon to clang against the bowl.
“What's wrong?” Lucas asked from across the table.
Feeling even more uneasy, Marion blushed as she shook her head. “Nothing. Just wasn’t holding my spoon properly,” She quietly pinched her thigh.
‘Con, Marion, get a hold of yourself!" After finishing breakfast, Marion, using the excuse of practicing the piano, went to the music room.
‘Quit looking at him! He’s not yours to look at! She sighed despondently as she rested on the piano bench.
Marion was startled as she heard a knock on the door. She turned around, and Lucas had walked in. ‘ Do you have plans for the afternoon?” Marion blinked. “I'm free!” Even if she had plans, they were not as important as his! Of course, Marion did not dare say such things to Lucas.
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