The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Cassie quickly returned after printing the documents. Seeing Marion sitting there in silence and Lucas no longer in the hospital room, Cassie became curious. “Did Mr. Craig leave?”

Marion snapped out of her thoughts, glanced at her friend, and replied, “He had urgent matters at his company.”

“Oh, I see.”

Richard had not finished handling the paperwork yet. Cassie sat on the chair behind Marion and then leaned on her shoulder. “Marion, what compensation did you ask for?”

Marion turned her head to look at Cassie. She took a deep breath, and said, “That day, my mind wasn’t very clear, and I brought up…”

“Brought up what?”

Knowing Marion for many years, Cassie understood that she was not the kind of person to take advantage of a situation. If she were, how could she end up in a situation with Jameson escaping from the wedding?

“It’s nothing. You don’t have to feel any psychological pressure. Lucas isn’t short of money. Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem for him. How much money did you ask for? Just tell me.”

“I didn’t ask for money; I made a request.”

“What request?”

Marion did not want to hide it from Cassie; it’s just that she knew her request was quite unconventional.

“The paperwork is done.”

Richard had returned.

Marion glanced at Cassie. “I’ll talk to you later.”

Such an absurd matter required her to organize her words carefully.

Sitting in a wheelchair made it difficult to navigate the staircases.

Marion had no choice but to stand up. While she had recovered quite a bit, a broken leg would not fully heal in just one month. Thus, she requested a wheelchair to make it easier for outings.

Richard carried her wheelchair down the steps, unaware of the presence of Jameson and Sally waiting for them.

“Marion,” said a voice from behind Marion and Cassie.

That voice was familiar to both women. Hearing Sally’s voice, the smile on Marioni’s face instantly disappeared. “What are you doing here?”

Looking up, she realized it was not only Sally; Jameson was there too.

During her time in the hospital, Jameson had visited only once. Every time he came, Cassie and Richard would escort him out.

Hearing Marion’s words, Sally trembled slightly, and her face immediately turned pale. “Marion, I’m sorry.”

Sally’s expression was of one who had been wronged. Someone unfamiliar with the situation might have thought that Marion had mistreated her.

Marion coldly watched Sally’s performance. Every time it was the same trick. Did Sally not tire of it?

In the past, she might have felt angry, but now, after lying in the hospital for over a month, encountering Sally was amusing. “Perform your drama in front of him; maybe you’ll get a better response. What are you trying to achieve here?”

“I—I didn’t mean that Marion, don’t misunderstand. I just—”

Sally shook her head in panic, and tears that had just gathered in her eyes now streamed down.

Beside her, Jameson furrowed his brow. “Marion, can’t you be a bit more considerate toward Sally?”