The Bride’s Revenge

hapter 48 Lucas Gets Angry

Marion woke up and realized that she had slept through the night without any interruptions. She instinctively reached out to touch the bed beside her.

Luckily, no one was there. She breathed a sigh of relief, got out of bed, and grabbed her phone to check the time. It was not too early and not too late it was already eight o’clock.

After sitting on the bed for a while, Marion went to freshen up. She had noticed the night before that Lucas had made thorough preparations. Her clothes, toiletries, and even makeup and skincare products were all readily available.

Just after finishing her morning routine, Marion received a cheerful morning greeting from Cassie.

[Good morning, Mar! Still sleeping, huh? By the way, you have a follow–up appointment today! If you don’t respond in ten minutes, I might have to interrupt your morning activities!]

Marion blushed at Cassie’s words. She wondered where Cassie had picked up such expressions. Afraid of receiving more embarrassing messages, Marion quickly replied: [I’m up and done washing. And don’t spread rumors – we slept in separate rooms last night!]

[Oh, got it! Any regrets?]

Marion was speechless.

[Your friend has gone offline.]

earlobe, and was about to leave

the doorway, one hand holding the door. The morning breeze swept over him and gently lifted the hem of his shirt. Marion

the cold features of the man seemed to soften in the morning glow. His profound gaze met hers, revealing no discernible emotion. “Are you awake, Miss Marion?” He called her ‘Miss Marion‘, and Marion could not help but recall the

still

her lips together and greeted him, “Good

this morning. After I drop you off at the hospital, I’ll need to return to the office.” He paused, brought the wheelchair, and placed it in the

down. “No need for the trouble. You–just focus on your work. After the cast is removed, I’d like to go home for

“As you wish.”

forward. When they reached the

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her to stand up and

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it then that Lucas was angry. As he stood there, he showed no intention of helping her. After the lengthy conversation last night, where she tried to set clear boundaries, it seemed

tug on the

gaze to see Marion in the wheelchair carefully pulling the hem of his shirt.

looked quite