The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 82

Chapter 82 I Cannot Wait Anymore 

While Lucas allowed her to choose her room, Marion’s upbringing did not permit her to roam through the house, room by room, without the guidance of the owner. After finishing her water, she went to the kitchen island, poured herself another glass of warm water, and started browsing the internet on her phone. 

Jameson and Sally were no longer a hot topic on social media, especially since they were not celebrities, Marion’s Twitter account, on the other hand, gained over ten thousand new followers overnight. These were all real followers, not fake accounts. 

Marion’s follower count had grown from around twenty thousand to over five hundred thousand in just over two months, thanks mainly to Sally. 

Despite the potential for lucrative advertising deals, Marion was not interested. The day’s Twitter trends were dominated by celebrity marketing, which she did not pay much attention to. 

After a brief scroll, Marion logged out of her account. 

At that moment, Cassie messaged her on WhatsApp. [Marion, are you at your husband’s house?] 

Marion blushed at the word ‘husband‘. [Just arrived.] 

[So early? It’s only ten o’clock. What time did Mr. Craig go to pick you up?] 

[Can you believe he came at eight?] 

[Tsk, he’s really in a hurry!] 

Unsure where the conversation was heading, Marion was about to send an emoji to end it when Lucas came downstairs. 

He walked to the kitchen and grabbed another bottle of soda. “Have you made your choice yet?” 

Marion was caught off guard. “Not yet.” 

He twisted the bottle cap and tilted his head slightly to drink the soda. The movement emphasized his Adam’s apple, and as he swallowed, it moved up and down. 

Marion’s right index finger moved subconsciously. She remembered the sensation of her fingertips against his Adam’s apple a few days ago. 

After finishing the soda, Lucas looked at her meaningfully. “Go choose now.‘ 

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Marion blushed at his gaze and averted her eyes. “Alright.” 

Her right calf had not fully recovered yet, so she walked with more strength on her left foot, her pace painfully slow. 

Lucas stood at the staircase and did not rush her. 

When she caught up, he began ascending the stairs. 

There were four rooms on the second floor. The first was a study, a master bedroom, and two guest rooms. 

The study and one guest room were on the right side. Lucas took her to the guest room on the right first. “The rooms are soundproofed. If you find it suitable, you can use this one as your piano room.”