The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 238

Chapter 238 Don’t Delude Yourself 

How should she answer that question? 

There was no way she would not be moved by his charm. 

However, what exactly was their relationship? 

They were a fake married couple; that was what they were! 

Marion shot Lucas a glance and said, “Go grab some food. I’m beat and heading to sleep. Goodnight!” 

With that, she turned around and bolted! 

Five, maybe six seconds later, a resounding “thud” signaled the door closing. 

Observing the closed door, Lucas smirked. He seemed amused. “Heart aflutter, huh? Nice.” 

On her bed, Marion listened to her heart racing, relieved she made a quick escape. Otherwise, she would be toast! 

As Cassie rightly pointed out, a guy like Lucas could make any girl’s heart skip at beat. 

Marion sighed, berating herself for having such inappropriate thoughts. 

‘Get it together, Marion! It’s a business deal a mutual exchange,‘ she told 

herself. 

When the time came, she would cut ties and go their separate ways. She would not fall for the cliche of falling for a business partner that only happened in movies! 

After tearing down her unrealistic fantasies, Marion regained some sanity. 

She realized Lucas’s probing question was likely in response to her recent antics. Maybe she had crossed a line that night. 

Reflecting on it, she admitted she might have crossed some boundaries. The doctor did say it was just some aphrodisiac and nothing severe. 

However, what about her behavior? 

Marion’s face burned at the memory of that night. 

Did Lucas see through her ploy? 

Taking advantage under the guise of being drunk was a pretty low move, even by 

her standards. 

Marion bit her lip and pondered about her painful experience, vowing never to stoop to such tasteless behavior again. 

From now on, she decided to keep some decency with her fake husband, 

That night, she dreamt of her stubborn self attempting another Ill–fated advance on Lucas by playing drunk. 

However, this time, Lucas did not respond as before. Instead, he observed her movement coldly and remarked, “Miss Cartier, are you sure you’re drunk?” 

“1-1 am.” 

“Try drunk people don’t announce it. This is the third time. Remember, we’re in a contractual marriage. Please don’t delude yourself with anything beyond that 

Marion snapped awake to a blaring alarm on her bedside table. 

She stared at the ceiling, recalling Lucas’s words from the dream, her face alternating between red and pale. 

Dream–Lucas had a point; she should not delude herself. 

Collecting her thoughts, she rose from bed and headed to the bathroom. 

At the dining table, Marion spotted Lucas already seated, enjoying his breakfast. He glanced her way. “Didn’t sleep well?” 

She shook her head. “Not really.”