The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 61 Do You Want a Hug?

Marion took a nap and woke up around four in the afternoon. Then she remembered Lucas mentioning dinner together in the evening. Although she was not sure about Lucas’s plans, the day’s events did impact him somewhat.

She glanced down at her legs and considered their current state. Lucas could not expect her to accompany him to a business banquet that night with her legs like that, could he? If it was not a banquet, it must be a dinner gathering.

Marion chose a short dress from the limited edition series of a renowned fashion house. The design featured a stand–up collar and the iconic blue Oblique print. It gave her an elegant yet lively appearance.

The waist was adorned with pleats that cinched her figure and emphasized her slender waist while the flared hem accentuated her beautiful legs.

Of course, her legs were not fully healed, and as she had been sitting in the wheelchair, the muscles were not as defined.

However, as her dress ended at two–thirds of her thigh, it revealed the porcelain like whiteness of the rest of her legs.

There was a knock on the door, and Mable informed her that Lucas had arrived.

Marion made a final glance at herself in the mirror. She was satisfied with her sophisticated and graceful appearance as a refined young lady. “I’m coming.”

She chose a classic black chain bag from a renowned brand and then wheeled herself out of the room. Shortly after leaving the room, someone appeared on the

It was

dim light of the day. His deep black eyes looked

nodded and strode towards her. His gaze now swept openly over her.

and feigned composure. “Thank

want a hug?”

Lucas’s mouth, it took on a slightly different flavor. The

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glanced at him. “No

to be polite. It’s

found herself being

Lucas lowered his head. Marion stiffened and instinctively turned her face away, only to realize that he had

perfume?” he asked.

evaluation. She

face felt warm. She had thought Lucas was going to kiss her, but it turned out he was only confirming if she was wearing perfume! Marion stiffly turned her head back and met his black eyes. She felt guilty as her heart pounded in her

program, she met a perfumer. As a gesture of gratitude