Rebirth Swapped Bride: Married to a Ruthless Cursed billionaire Book2-Chapter 75: Family Meeting

Chapter 75: Family Meeting
Beauty didn’t expect Lucas to have recorded it.
Upon hearing her sweet voice, chills ran down her spine.
She suddenly realized that besides alcohol, she had only had one sobriety tea yesterday.
Could there be a problem with that sobriety tea?
But the girl did not have a grudge with her.
Why would she want to harm her?
Beauty was incensed.
Seeing Lucas’s smug face, she wished she could bash her head against the bedside.
"Yesterday’s incident was an accident.
You are not allowed to mention it to anyone."
Clearing her throat, she wrapped her bath towel tighter around herself.
Little did she know, the tighter she wrapped herself, the more it accentuated her slender and curvy figure.
Lucas was still reminiscing about the passionate scenes from last night.
"Hey!
Are you even listening to me?"
Beauty was thoroughly angered.
Not only did he occupy her body, but he was now treating her with such an attitude that made her face flush with rage.
Lucas smirked slyly, his lean finger lifting her delicate chin.
In a measured tone, he said, "Relax, it’s only your secret and mine.
No third person will know.
Also... you performed very well yesterday, only you were too wild, I don’t really like women who end up this wild in bed."
Pff! Beauty nearly choked on her spit.
Everything that happened in bed yesterday, she really couldn’t remember.
All she knew was that he had been crying incessantly, looking extremely distressed.
With an embarrassed sweat on her face, this damned tea, she must not know who made it; I’ll never let her off!
She immediately got up with a cold face, picked up the clothes on the sofa, then widened her almond-shaped eyes at Lucas:
"I’m going to change, get out."
"I’m still naked now, you can’t expect me just to go out like this, can you?"
Beauty was speechless.
It seemed this man was not only a rogue, but also a super rascal!
She closed the bathroom door, looked in the mirror, saw the red and purple marks on her body, and was so angry that she wanted to smash the mirror.
How could she face people looking like this?
So yesterday must have been a stormy night; no wonder she felt aching all over.
Never in her wildest dreams had she thought that her first time would be taken by such an annoying uncle.
She had been fantasizing about who she would give her most precious thing to, but now it was instantly shattered, like a shattered crystal.
She let out a long sigh.
Although he is handsome, like a favored artwork created by God, but no matter what, he is not the man she loves, nor is he the man who can spend her life with her.
How could he take her first time! She was desperately showering cold water on herself, trying to cleanse her body entirely in this way.
It’s all just a dream!
Pretend that nothing happened!
Will her lover accept her imperfect self in the future?
If he loves her, he should not mind, just like her.
If she falls in love with any man, she would not mind his past.
Beauty was comforting herself over and over again in her heart, as the sound of gushing water poured down from above.
It wasn’t until Lucas knocked on the bathroom door that she turned off the water.
A cool voice passed through the glass door: "Hurry up and tidy up, my grandfather and others are waiting in the villa area." ...
It was like a hit on the head with a muffled stick, causing her to shiver unexpectedly.
What would the Marson family think if they knew she had slept with Lucas?
They would think she seduced him, right?
But the facts seem to point that way as well?
Her head was about to explode.
There was a set of clean clothes in the bathroom that were just her size.
They were a blue dress that could also hide the traces on her body.
She still needed to use powder to cover the marks on her neck.
It wasn’t until she left the house that she realized that she and Lucas were surprisingly wearing a couple’s outfit that day.
The two looked very matching.
She felt it was because her brain wasn’t fully awake from yesterday’s events that she had such a misconception.
"In front of the Marson family, there’s no need to hide today’s events."
Lucas’s low voice fell into her ears, causing her face to turn pale in an instant.
She opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say!
She always felt like she had been tricked by someone.
"Don’t forget, your task is to act as my girlfriend in front of the Marson family.
I think we should have a better understanding after yesterday."
Speaking, a sly smile crept into his eyes, fingers interlocking, they looked just like a couple in love.
Only Beauty knew it was all a pretense.
Since she couldn’t escape, she could only accept it gracefully.
She was curious about Emily’s reaction upon learning about this.
It would surely be interesting.
Under everyone’s gaze, the two walked out of the car hand in hand.
Lucas regained his usual cold demeanor, appearing disinterested in anything.
Beauty’s palms were sweaty from nervousness.
As she stepped into the hall, she spotted Laura’s and Emily taut faces.
"Lucas, where were you guys yesterday?
You left your guests and disappeared, that doesn’t seem like your style."
His hawk-like gaze looked cold at Beauty.
Her eyes seemed to see a malevolent, nation-wrecking consort, which made her shiver in fright, her palms sweating more.
A strong hand suddenly covered her waist, Lucas’s indifferent gaze landing on her face.
He coolly said, "Yesterday was Beauty’s birthday, I wanted to give her a surprise, so we left the banquet hall.
I informed Drake, he would help me host."
"Last night you two were the main characters at the banquet.
Without you two, what’s the point?
Don’t tell me you went out to play with this girl!"
Beauty looked at her with extreme distaste, while Williams sitting on the side also stared at her with a haughty expression.
The air seemed to still for a moment.
"Do we need to seek permission from our elders for what we do as a boyfriend and girlfriend?"
Lucas’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was enough for everyone present to hear clearly.
Especially Emily, who suddenly lifted her eyelids, her gaze as sharp as a knife, glaring fiercely at Beauty as if she wanted nothing more than to rip her to shreds.
With a "bang", a cup shattered on the floor.
Beauty, trembling with anger, looked at Lucas.
Hot tea spilled out from the fragments of the broken cup.
A shard jumped off the floor, narrowly missing Beauty’s face.
Luckily, Lucas was quick and agile, he took a spin, shielding her with his hand from the flying glass, preventing it from hitting her face.
However, this action left a cut on Lucas’s hand.