The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 68 Tycoons Are Ruthless

The car was silent. I was so quiet that Marion could hear her heartbeat. Although she did not know why, she could sense that Lucas did not like her talking about divorce. Once spoken, words were like spilled water–they cannot be retrieved no matter what one did.

Marion gritted her teeth, closed her eyes, and leaned her face towards him. “I’m sorry, I said the wrong thing. How about you punish me to even the score?”

As he looked at her head, Lucas suddenly felt less angry. He raised his hand and adjusted his collar. “I don’t want to punish you.”

He wanted to kiss her instead. Lucas’s dark eyes locked onto her fair face. He swallowed slightly and felt a warmth in his chest.

“Huh?” Marion opened her eyes, glanced at him, and as she noticed that his expression had not changed, she hesitated for a moment. She thought Lucas was just being polite to her. “Why not?”

The anger he radiated seemed endless, and she had no idea when it would dissipate.

“Not going to punish you.”

“Please teach me a lesson, and I promise not to talk nonsense next time!”

Marion applied the tactics she used to pacify her father to Lucas. She was not sure if Lucas would fall for it, but it was better than him staying silent with a stern face, right? After all, they were finally talking.

When she noticed that he had not moved, she grabbed his wrist.

her warm palm. Lucas glanced at his captured hand and

the space between them, which could accommodate one more person, and shifted towards him, halving

“Not enough.”

any further, she would have to lean against him. However, he insisted that it

side, looked up, and blinked at Lucas. “Can you go easy on me? I’m

Tycoons Are Ruthless

I go easy on you, how will you learn

her a gentle pat. It was never a real hit. Otherwise, she would not dare to make such a suggestion.

and his gaze darkened slightly. He reached out and

and looked at Lucas, who suddenly

he going to kiss

way, no

Help!

get even angrier? Marion was struggling with her inner turmoil. Then she felt a hard knock on her forehead. Lucas had lowered

Marion gasped. “Ouch!”

“Does it hurt?”

between

where he had touched her felt like it was on fire, and the warmth from the man’s wrist lingered on her neck. Marion lowered her head, swallowed nervously, and

forehead brought her some