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Bound by Magic, Married by Fate novel Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Lucius frowned. “Is this some kind of supernatural phenomenon? Or a rip in time?”

“Before you went to sleep last night, did anything strange happen?” Valerie asked.

He pondered for a moment. “If I had to name something, I felt like I was zapped by electricity in my dream.”

Lucius met her gaze. “Do you think that’s why I ended up here?”

Both of them sat on the bed in silence, at a loss for words.

Lucius was still in his loungewear. He wanted to leave, but he had no choice but to borrow her phone to call Keane for help.

Keane arrived an hour later with a bag of clothes, shoes, and other essentials and knocked on Valerie’s door. He walked in to find Lucius sitting in the living room in pajamas, looking every bit like the man of the house. “Mr. White, why are you…”

Weren’t these two filing for divorce at the courthouse yesterday? Yet, after just one night, they were already sharing a bed.

Lucius took the bag from Keane and went straight into the bathroom. Keane shifted his questioning gaze to Valerie, who was already dressed.

Valerie simply pointed at the bathroom. “Ask him.”

Five minutes later, the three of them left together.

“Don’t tell anyone about what happened last night,” Lucius warned Valerie in a low voice.

Valerie habitually slipped on her mask. “As long as you keep your mouth shut, I promise that

no one will ever find out.”

Keane was so lost. He could tell that he’d missed something big, but he didn’t dare to ask.

Parked at the gate of the complex was none other than Lucius’ luxury car. After opening the door for him, Keane looked at Valerie.

She beat him to it. “Don’t ask. If you must know, I get carsick very easily.” With that, she raised her hand, flagged down a cab, and got in before Lucius and Keane.

Pointing at the cab that was speeding away, Keane asked, “Didn’t she just say she gets carsick?

“The notice is out, Val. The old teaching building will be relocated and renovated next month.

Your lab will need a new location,” said Philip Sears, a plump man in his 60s, who was the dean of Arcton University.

He looked at Valerie with a kind smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll help you pick the perfect spot before

the demolition.”

Valerie twirled a pen between her fingers. “If you’re thinking of that new building that was completed last year, I’ll have to say no.”

Philip frowned. “What’s wrong with it? It has advanced equipment, plenty of space, and we can add a cold storage room for you.”

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