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.

the difference, and not only that, she was still fixated

sitting for just a few seconds, she bit her

if you keep doing

Marion

own strength, and Lucas was

covered his face and compressed his cheeks, nose, and lips.

swaying, Mr.

it that even when she held Lucas’s face with her hands, his face was still swaying? Moreover, his

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

sleep!”

play of lights that swept across Marion’s eyes. She turned her head to avoid it. “It’s

was captivated by the lights outside the

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

mentioning the

drunk. You won’t

the back of her head pressed against his chest, Marion could smell the familiar woody fragrance that Lucas always