The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 255 Being a Good Wife

Marionemo continued to ponder about what had happened earlier, only gathering herself when drowsiness struck. She got up to freshen up.

‘Well, it it’s fake, let it be fake. Lucas is acting alongside me anyway!‘

While she might be lying to herself for comfort, it worked. Marion’s mood instantly lifted.

It was getting late, and she had spent the whole day shopping with Cassie. Feeling the fatigue in her legs, Marion took a quick shower and soon dozed off.

Perhaps because Lucas had unexpectedly returned to celebrate Valentine’s Day with her, Marion dreamed of him again.

This time, the dream–Lucas did not mention “delusional infatuation.” Instead, he remarked that he did not like the gift she gave him and asked her not to give such gifts next time.

The alarm on her phone rang incessantly, jolting Marion from her dream.

Summer mornings started early. Though it was only around seven o’clock, it was already bright outside. Staring out of the window, Marion daydreamed for a moment. Suddenly, she remembered that Lucas had to rush to catch a flight this morning.

Realizing this, Marion, who had initially planned to go back to sleep, immediately sat up in bed.

As a good wife, how could she let her husband go on a business trip all alone?

Marion rubbed her face, hastily got out of bed, and headed to freshen up. Even though she was not walking very fast, her knee accidentally bumped into the bed corner, causing a surge of pain.

so much that

after the excruciating pain subsided for a moment, it got much better. Her knee was swollen from the

that after washing up, she would be fine. However, to

step after stepping out.

Was

really limping, she could not

already downstairs; if she

embarrassing to go out like

it. Marion already used a wheelchair in front of

gritted her teeth and went downstairs,

shouted, “Mr.

just let go of the stair railing. Her knee throbbed with pain and gave way before

pretend he

so she could disappear on the

on the ground, her face turning as red as a boiled tomato.

did you

her head, and her gaze collided with those dark

brows, reaching out to help her up. “Why are you in such

see you