The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 90 Please Stop Swaying

Marion was not happy that he had caught her hand. The alcohol had emboldened her. “Mr. Craig, can you stop swaying?”

She frowned and looked at the constantly swaying Lucas in front of her. She felt as if her head was being spun around by him.

Lucas knew Marion was drunk when he heard her speak.

He let go of her hand. “Sit properly.”

Marion withdrew her hand and adjusted her posture. She placed both hands on her knees like a kindergarten child sitting up straight. Then, she looked up at him with sparkling eyes, clearly expecting praise. “I’m sitting properly now.”

In her bright eyes, there was an unspoken plea for approval. ‘Praise me! Praise me!‘ it said.

Lucas watched her, his Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, and in his deep eyes, there was a hint of amusement. “Hmm, very obedient.”

He reached out and gently touched Marion’s head. His usually cold and firm voice softened. There was a subtle tenderness that was not easily noticeable.

Unfortunately, Marion was too drunk to pick up on it.

and not only that, she was still

sitting for just a few seconds, she bit her lip, raised both hands and

if you keep doing

height difference, Marion tiptoed to

never gauge their own strength, and

and compressed his cheeks, nose, and

Mr. Craig?

Lucas’s face with her hands, his

and unclasped Marion’s hands then used his hands to hold her wrists. “Close your eyes and go to

sleep!”

car window refracted inside, creating a dazzling play of lights that swept across Marion’s eyes. She turned her head to avoid it. “It’s so bright,

lights outside the car window and temporarily forgot about

her brow. “It’s swaying. Did we enter a bar? Why are the lights so

kept mentioning the swaying.

arms. “You’re drunk. You won’t

head pressed against his chest, Marion could smell the familiar woody fragrance that Lucas always wore. The refreshing