The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 429

Chapter 429 I’m Used To It 

“Has Amber reached out to you?” 

Marion was busy berating herself for being useless when she suddenly heard his question and froze in place. 

How did he know when she had not sald anything? 

Nerves shot through her, and her hands instinctively sought something to grip. However, she forgot already wrapped around Lucas’s neck, and in her anxiety, her right hand accidentally tugged at his damp hair. 

her hand, 

Although Lucas did not hear a response, he was pretty sure he had hit the nail on the head. 

His dark eyes darkened as his large hand, which was resting on Marion’s waist, gave a slight tug, pulling her closer to him. “What did she say?” 

Marion felt a warmth under her chin as he lifted it, their gazes locking. She instinctively glanced away, focusing on his collar. 

“She didn’t reach out to me,” she said, taking a deep breath and meeting his gaze head–on. “It’s true. 

It was just a text. 

Lucas looked at her, silent. Neither of them spoke, and the room fell into an odd silence, but it did not last long. 

After a few seconds, Lucas spoke up. “Since you don’t want to say it, I won’t ask.” 

He paused and then looked at her again. “Regardless of whether Amber has contacted you or not, I want to reiterate that I don’t have the habit of compromising myself. So, your concerns don’t exist.” 

At first, Marion did not fully understand his meaning, just wanting to end this “torturous” interrogation. Hence, she said, “I understand.” 

However, that was far from the truth. 

Lucas looked at her, raising an eyebrow in exasperation. Then, he released her, his hand dropping away. “It’s late. Let’s go to bed. Hopefully, you’ll feel better after a good night’s rest.” 

Marion stared at him blankly for a moment until Lucas lifted his hand and touched her hands wrapped around him. Embarrassed, she let go of his hands and moved aside, pulling the thin blanket over herself. 

Lucas turned his head and looked at the person tucked under the thin blanket. Slowly and 

deliberately, he pulled the blanket off her and lay beside her. 

With a soft click, the room plunged into darkness as the light turned off, 

Chapter 420 I’m Used To It 

Marion opened her eyes, gazing into the pitch–black darkness ahead, recalling Lucas’s words moments ago. 

Was he implying that if he did have a sweetheart, he would not continue being with her? Or was it that if he truly had a sweetheart, he would not have agreed to marry her in the first place? 

Would her concerns ever come to pass? Did he truly understand what she was worried about?