The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 312

Chapter 312 Who is Prince? 

Lucas looked at her and explained, “It’s your first time here, and I don’t trust you to ride alone. Once you’ve learned, you can ride on your own, okay?” 

Marion was thinking the same, “Sure.” 

However, she had a question. “Will there be an instructor to teach me?” 

She had not seen anyone fitting that description. 

“I’ll teach you,” Lucas replied. 

Marion bit her lip, “I’m afraid.” 

A staff member, handling the reins, chuckled, “Don’t worry, Miss. Mr. Craig had excellent horsemanship.” 

Marion blinked and looked at Lucas, “I didn’t mean that. What I meant was, I’m afraid I’m too clumsy to learn.” 

“If you can’t learn now, we’ll continue next time,” Lucas said, leading the horse. “Say hello to Windchaser.” 

Marion looked at Lucas, “I don’t know how.” 

Lucas showed her where the horse liked to be touched. Marion saw Windchaser swishing his tail contentedly. Marion knew then that he had accepted her. 

“Hello, Windchaser. It’s my first time riding. Please don’t mind me.” 

Marion felt childish at her words and did not dare to look at Lucas. 

Lucas glanced at her reddened ear tips and instructed her to get on the horse. 

Windchaser was too tall, and Marion was sure she could not get on him. 

But then Lucas lifted her and helped her straddle the horse’s back. Just as she was starting to feel lost, 

her back tightened as Lucas got on too. 

With his hand reaching over from behind, Lucas held the reins and whispered in her ear, “Don’t be nervous. Windchaser likes you. He won’t let you fall.” 

His warm breath tickled her neck, and Marion felt her goosebumps rising. 

The familiar scent of wood enveloped her with every breath. 

She was so nervous! 

But her nervousness was not caused by the fact that she was on a horse but because Lucas was sitting right behind her! 

Lucas was holding her from behind! 

Who could resist that? 

“Let’s take a short ride, okay?” Lucas lightly kicked Windchaser, and he started moving forward. 

There were quite a few people in the riding arena, with Martin and Preston even considering a horse 

race. 

Marion took a moment to regain her composure. 

‘Learn to ride, learn to ride, seriously learn to ride!‘ Marlon chanted to herself. 

She sighed and looked back at Laicas, “Please teach me. I’m not nervous.” 

She would treat the back–hug like it was nothing to her. 

Although it was what she told herself, her ears were red. 

Lucas was a good teacher. He meticulously and earnestly explained the techniques to her. 

Unfortunately, Marion was destined not to be a good student. She often got distracted. 

It was not that she wanted to be distracted, it was just that the two of them were too close. 

It was hot, and both of them were wearing light clothes. Marion could almost feel the changes in Lucas’s abs with every move. And their thighs pressed closely together, hands unavoidably entwined with hers. 

Any casual thing mentioned was enough to distract her. 

When Marion was about to ‘gracefully‘ dismount, and Lucas, Martin, and others were about to start a horse race, an unexpected guest riding a white horse rushed in. 

“My Prince, what a coincidence.” 

Prince? Who was this Prince?