The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 62 What Did She Just Do?

Lucas’s car was parked at the entrance of the villa, and the driver had been

waiting by the car. When Lucas came out carrying Marion, the driver opened the rear door without glancing at them.

Marion had just settled in when Howard came out of the villa carrying her wheelchair.

The driver folded the wheelchair and placed it in the back seat before returning to the driver’s seat, awaiting Lucas’s signal.

Once the car door was closed, the woody fragrance emanating from the man beside her became even more distinct.

“Drive,” Lucas commanded. The car started moving slowly, and Marion turned her head to look out of the window. After a while, she withdrew her gaze.

She had initially wanted to ask Lucas who he was having dinner with, but the man beside her had already closed his eyes, seemingly lost in thought. Well, in that case, she would not ask.

Shortly after leaving the villa, the car encountered traffic. The driver hit the brakes so suddenly that it caught Marion off guard. Her forehead was about to hit the seat in front of her, but an extended arm from the side pulled her back in time.

In the struggle between brute force and inertia, the former prevailed.

She ended up falling into Lucas’s arms, her cheek directly hitting his shoulder. The car came to a stop, and the driver in front apologized profusely. “I’m sorry, Mr. Craig and Miss Marion. A car just cut in front of us.”

“Be more careful,” Lucas reprimanded lightly. He then looked down at the person in his arms.

“Are you hurt?”

hurt but her face had turned

“Okay.”

it on her cheek. He patted her slightly disheveled

a bun to match it to the stand–up collar of her dress. She had left a few decorative strands on either side of her face, as letting her hair down would have been cumbersome to manage.

man’s hand was cool as

Did

his shoulder as she sat back up. “Did I hit

head to check himself,

jumped out of the car

lipstick mark below the collar seemed to be accusing

had not

had accidentally touched

looked up

“Sure.”

only slightly eased Marion’s embarrassment. Fortunately, there were no more little accidents

later, the car smoothly stopped at

collar. She could not resist mentioning it to Lucas. “Mr. Craig, there’s

that, she quickly raised her hand, flipped the collar, and folded it back to cover the lipstick mark. Then she nervously withdrew

her, as if unaware of her little trick. “Thank

to thank me.”