The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 327 Was He Serious?

Marion was bursting with excitement, so much so that she could not sleep!

She instinctively reached for her phone to share her current state of mind with Cassie, but after fumbling around for a moment, she remembered her phone was in Lucas’s room. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Should she go and get it? Could she come back if she did? However, what married couple would sleep in separate beds anyway?

Marion wrestled with the idea while lying in bed. Eventually, she gritted her teeth and decided to retrieve her phone.

Standing at the door to the master bedroom, she found it tightly shut. Typically, Lucas would be in the shower at that hour,

She thought it was the perfect opportunity to grab her phone while he was occupied, and he would not even notice. How clever of her!

Yet, her excitement waned as she realized the door was locked. She thought, ‘Who’s he trying to keep out? Surely not me?‘

Marion poutedän disappointment. After a moment’s hesitation, she raised her hand and knocked on

the door.

The door creaked open after a while, revealing Lucas standing before her with his wet hair dangling over his shoulders and his bathrobe loosely draped around him.

If it were any other time, Marion might have sized him up, but tonight, she dared not look directly at him. Her peripheral vision caught a glimpse of him, and she quickly averted her gaze.

“I–I think my phone is in your room,” she stammered.

His dark eyes met hers, and he made a subtle gesture before releasing the door handle and stepping aside, inviting her in.

Marion glanced at him and cautiously entered the room.

With a soft click, the door closed behind her, sending a shiver down her spine. She turned to face the freshly showered and hot man.

“Why did you close the door?” she asked, her voice trembling.

“Do you not like the door shut when you sleep?” Lucas replied.

His steady and soul–penetrating gaze caused Marion’s legs to weaken momentarily. He lowered his head, locking eyes with her intently.

Marion could feel the warmth radiating from the arm supporting her, contrasting sharply with the coolness exuding from the man who had just taken a cold shower.

Chapter 327 Was He Serious?

She gulped, feeling like she was caught between fire and ice. A blush spread from her ears to her cheeks.

“N–nothing,” she stammered.

It was just a phone, after all. What was there to be afraid of?

As she spoke, she searched for her phone. Soon enough, she spotted the white bunny ears of her phone case nestled on her black bedsheet.

“I’ll just grab my phone,” she said while attempting to free herself from the hand supporting her.

Before she could, Lucas approached and almost enveloped her in his arms.

“Is your phone more important than me?” he asked with a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Huh?” Marion blinked as she looked up at him, utterly puzzled by the strange question. “Of course not.”

She was only here to retrieve her phone.

“You’ve been staring at your phone since you walked in. You didn’t even glance at me,” he remarked.

“I did,” Marion protested, albeit guiltily.

“Is that so?” He chuckled. “What color is the towel in my hand?”

Wait, was he serious?

Marion instinctively glanced at his hand, but before she could see the color of the towel, his large hand was under her chin, preventing her from looking.

“No peeking,” he warned.

Marion had not expected retrieving her phone to involve such hurdles. She racked her brain but could

not recall the color of his towel.

Yet, knowing Lucas, it was either black or white. Hence, she took a guess, hoping for a fifty–fifty chance.

Just as she was about to speak, he added, “Wrong guess. Mrs. Craig. You won’t be leaving this room tonight.”