Chapter 305 Is There Someone Else?
“Had you expected me to rush back?” He threw the question back at her, his dark eyes fixed on her.
Marion felt awkward under his gaze. “I don’t know…‘
Had she expected that?
Did she dare expect such things?
Realizing she had asked a potentially dangerous question, Marion quickly wished him good night and
closed the door.
Lucas looked at the closed door and mumbled to himself.
Marion sighed in relief, grateful for her quick reaction otherwise, it would have been more awkward.
She dismissed any wild thoughts and hurriedly began to tidy up her clothes before taking a shower.
Since thest bold question she had asked Lucas, wondering if he was trying to seduce her and
receiving his cold treatment, Marion had not harbored any romantic notions. However, tonight was
an exception. She dreamt of Lucas’s‘ response to her question.
“I didn’t rush back per se…”
In the dream, she was unusually bold. Feeling like his answer was not enough, she fearlessly asked
another question, “So, did you rush back for me?”
Lucas responded as bluntly as ever, “Not specifically for you. Why would I? Is there someone else who
calls herself my wife?”
The scene changed, and suddenly Marion found herself pressed against a door, being kissed. In the
next turn of events, it went beyond a kiss, with her dress zipper being pulled down!
Marion woke up abruptly, instinctively checking her night dress. Realizing it was just a dream, she
breathed a sigh of relief, feeling embarrassed and awkward.
Even though she was awakened by a dream, it was already bright outside. Marion quickly checked the
time and found it was already 8 a.m. She hastily got up, washed up, and went downstairs.
As expected, as soon as she descended, Lucas had just finished swimming. Marion could not help but
admire his ability to wake up early for swimming on weekends.
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“Good morning, Mr. Craig.”
Feeling uneasy due to the dream of the previous night, she nced at him briefly before looking away.
Lucas‘ gaze focused on her face. “Did you sleep wellst night?”
He did not push the matter further, but Marion felt even more uneasy when he spoke. Her face
suddenly heated up. “I – I slept well.”
“Oh,” he responded nonchntly. “Breakfast is ready.”
“‘ hungary. I’ll go have breakfast!” Afraid he might continue the conversation, Marion hurriedly nurned
and walked towards the dining room.
Air Bailey had heard her voice earlier and had already set the breakfast on the table, “Madam.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Bailey!” The morning’s breakfast included lean pork congee with eggs and fried
noodles
Marion had only eaten about a third when Laicas sat down next to her.
ncing at him, a water droplet happened to fall from his hair,nding on his shirt cor as it trailed
down his skin. It slid out of Marion’s view.
As she was about to avert her gaze, Marion saw Lucas suddenly unbutton the third button of his shirt!
Had he noticed her staring?
Marion stiffened for a moment, and her hand holding the spoon trembled, causing the porcin spoon
to ng against the bowl.
“What’s wrong?” Lucas asked from across the table.
Feeling even more uneasy, Marion blushed as she shook her head. “Nothing. Just wasn’t holding my
spoon properly,”
She quietly pinched her thigh.
‘Come on, Marion, get a hold of yourself!‘
After finishing breakfast, Marion, using the excuse of practicing the piano, went to the music room.
‘Quit looking at him! He’s not yours to look at!
She sighed despondently as she rested on the piano bench.
Marion was startled as she heard a knock on the door. She turned around, and Lucas had walked in. ‘
Do you have ns for the afternoon?”
Marion blinked. “I’m free!”
Even if she had ns, they were not as important as his!
Of course, Marion did not dare say such things to Lucas.