The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 40 Lucas Isn’t a Good Person

Marion had not had a chance to react when her left hand was suddenly gripped by Lucas’s own. The next moment, her fingertips touched the firm spot on his neck.

Lucas had squatted in front of her. He tilted his head and invited her to touch his Adam’s apple. Marion quickly withdrew her hand, stammering, “I—”

‘| just thought about it, but | didn’t want to actually touch it!* she thought to herself.

Lucas lowered his head and looked at her. “Don’t want to touch it? Weren't you curious?”

“No, I-”

For the second time, Marion could not find the words to explain herself. She saw Lucas’s embarrassed expression.

“You really don’t want to touch it? Your curiosity is easily satisfied, Mrs. Craig.” He spoke casually as if touching his Adam’s apple was as normal as inviting someone over for dinner.Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

As he spoke, his Adam’s apple rolled up and down. Marion stared at it, her mind had gone blank. Almost involuntarily, she reached out to touch it.

“How does it feel?”

As she realized what she had just done, Marion wished she could find a hole to bury herself in. When did she become such a lecherous person? But Lucas’s Adam’s apple did feel quite... sexy.

Marion dared not look at Lucas. She lowered her head and nervously pulled at her skirt. “Let’s go for supper. I’m hungry.” Marion felt like she must have been out of her mind to have done what she just did.

Lucas glanced at her rosy ears, a hint of anusement in his dark eyes. He stood up and pushed her wheelchair. “Let’s follow Mrs. Craig’s suggestion.”

As Marion was pushed out of the villa, the night wind seemed to cool the heat on her face. However, when she saw Jameson still standing at the villa’s entrance, any embarrassment on her face vanished.

Lucas paused just after leaving the villa. His left hand, which had been on the wheelchair’s handle, instinctively circled Marion’s shoulders. Marion's body stiffened as she sensed a slight weight on her

shoulder. The man’s warmth transmitted through the thin shirt to her shoulder, and Marion felt the heat rising on her face again.

“Mr. Royce, | hope you won't harass my wife anymore. If my wife is unhappy, I’m unhappy. If I’m unhappy, | can’t guarantee | won't do something to make you unhappy.”

Then Lucas glanced at Marion. “Let’s go home, Marion.” Chapter 40 Lucas Isn't a Good Person 212

Jameson's face changed, and he blocked the two before they could move. “Marion, Lucas is not a good person. You don’t have to associate with wolves just to annoy me!”

Marion looked at him coldly. “I know my husband better than you do. Every decision | make is carefully considered. Do you think | married Lucas just to upset you? Do you think | can’t live without you for the rest of my life?”

Then she raised her hand and slapped Jameson. It was fortunate that he had lowered his head otherwise, she might not have landed that slap.

Jameson covered his face in disbelief, the stinging pain reminding him that Marion had just slapped

him.

“This slap was long overdue! Jameson, from now on, you’re on your own!”

Marion turned and glanced at Lucas. Although she had not said a word, Lucas was already pushing her wheelchair to the passenger side of the Bentley.

Lucas opened the car door. “Need any help, Mrs. Craig?” Marion shook her head, feeling embarrassed. “I can manage.” She stood up from the wheelchair and entered the car.

Lucas folded the wheelchair and placed it in the back seat, then got into the driver's seat. Jameson watched as the Bentley drove away.

Claim Bonus For Free Every Day>> Claim

x