Clara was startled awake as soon as she heard footsteps. Left alone and with nothing to do for the past hour, she fell asleep out of boredom. Hence, you could imagine how she felt to wake up only to see Marcel right in front of her, her heart nearly jumping out of her chest.
He snuck up on her like a ghost and Clara came to a startling realization that if Marcel wanted her dead, she would be long gone by now. And Marcel must have sensed what she was thinking because there was an arrogant smirk at the corner of his lips and that pissed her off greatly.
Marcel pulled down the gag he used to shut her mouth and Clara glared at him, flexing her sore jaw.
"Something great must have happened for you to be this smug, let me guess? You successfully managed to find a way to get rid of me since our wedding is invalid anyway?"
