The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337 We Have Time Now 

Marion felt a flutter in her heart. 

The phrase “catching up on sleep” instantly conjured up awkward images in her mind, causing her face to flush red with embarrassment. 

After the call, Lucas hung up and glanced down at her. “A nap, Mrs. Craig?” 

His face was softened by the sunlight gently illuminating his features, a departure from his usual cool demeanor. 

However, a hint of amusement danced in his dark eyes as he stared directly at her, making Marion 

feel somewhat awkward. 

“I–I’m not sleepy,” she stammered, averting her gaze. “Was that Martin on the phone?” 

“No,” he replied calmly. 

Marion watched as Lucas lied without batting an eye. She had clearly heard Martin’s voice earlier! 

She pursed her lips and whispered, “I heard Martin’s voice just now. 

Lucas remained silent, suddenly leaning forward with his hands resting on the back of her chair. 

Their faces were mere inches apart, and Marion caught a whiff of his distinct woodsy scent. 

She struggled to maintain her composure for a few seconds before diverting her gaze to his hands on 

the table. 

“The weather is really nice today,” she remarked. 

Lucas looked at her intently. “And?” 

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Marion continued, “It’s perfect for playing golf.” 

Lucas chuckled, seeming to relent. “I’ll take your advice, Mrs. Craig.” 

“Huh?” Marion stood up as he began to leave. 

However, she bumped into his back, not expecting him to stop suddenly. 

“Sorry,” she muttered in embarrassment. 

Lucas turned to her, rubbing her forehead gently. “Let’s go play golf.” 

“Okay.” Marion breathed a sigh of relief. 

Anywhere was fine, as long as they were not alone at home. She could not trust herself to be alone with him. Who knew what might happen? 

Afraid that Lucas might change his mind, Marion quickly went upstairs to change into a different outfit before coming back down. 

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Lucas remained in his loose–fitting shirt and seated on the couch, observing Marion’s swift return. Recould not help but chuckde softly. “Are you that eager to play golf?” 

Atarion nervously touched her nose. “It’s been a while since I played.” 

He gave her a pensive look before saying, “Let’s go.” 

Marion breathed a sigh of relief and followed him. However, as they took a few steps, she felt a warmth beside her. 

Startled, she glanced down and realized Lacas was holding her hand tightly. Not only was he holding her hand, but their fingers were interlocked. 

Marion felt a mix of shyness and indescribable happiness. Her heart swelled with warmth, making het feel like she was on cloud nine.