The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 80 Home Sweet Home, Mrs. Craig

Lucas’s voice became significantly deeper and took on a husky tone. Marion felt guilty and dared not tease him further. “Go ahead and sleep,” she said.

“Shh, quiet,” he replied.

“I know,” she whispered.

She was not that noisy, was she? The car suddenly fell silent. Marion glanced out the window, and her mood began to drop.

Despite her age, she had never cohabited with a man before. Even though their relationship was not conventional, and cohabitation was part of the act, sharing the same roof, especially with Lucas, made her nervous. Moreover, Lucas’s villa had only one bedroom.

The car’s confined space heightened Lucas’s woody scent. His fragrance seemed to have a calming effect on her. Marion sat inhaling it as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

She did not sleep well last night. Her dreams had been chaotic.

Lucas’s driver steered the car smoothly, while Marion slept soundly. At one point, her head knocked against the car window.

Meanwhile, the man next to her, who had claimed to be tired, watched Marion,

dozed

a warm glow on her porcelain face.

car stopped at a red light, Marion swayed lightly and bumped her forehead

painful, but she showed no signs of waking up.

could still sleep so

rested her head on his broad shoulders. Compared to the stiffness of the window, his sturdy shoulders would be much more

change. She even adjusted her position and shifted slightly to find a

to doze off. Lucas, unable to resist, reached out and pinched her cheek

she was sleeping so soundly, she did

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about to speak but

of the car and took the initiative to move the luggage

awakened by Lucas’s vibrating

looked at

she asked, “Have we