The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 114 Will She Get Lost If You Don’t Hold Her Hand?

Marion discreetly glanced at Lucas, only to find him looking back at her. The coldness in his eyes from earlier, though still present, seemed to have thawed a bit.

Despite his indifferent gaze, Lucas, like an inquisitive cat, could not resist pressing his fingertips against hers. He whispered lightly in her ear, “Don’t be afraid. You’re Mrs. Craig now.”

Marion was not particularly afraid, but she could not deny feeling nervous.

Her previous encounter was with Lucas’s stepmother alone, and their relationship was already strained. She did not need to put on a pleasant face for his stepmother. She enjoyed the petty satisfaction of being subtly confrontational.

However, that evening was different.

Besides Lucas’s stepmother, there was also Lucas’s biological father. Flesh and blood, as they say, even if she was headstrong, Marion understood the delicacy of challenging father–son relationships. She was not foolish.

Lucas’s words in her ear alleviated some of her tension.

He was right. For now, she was Mrs. Craig. Even if it was a pretense, stepping into the Craig family’s home made it real.

Marion instinctively straightened her posture and followed Lucas inside.

residence lived up to its reputation as an affluent estate, with entrance doors higher and broader than those

wear high heels. So, Marion opted for a pair of white pumps with diamante–studded toe caps that sparkled in the light, complementing the shimmer of her dress hem.

but acknowledge her beauty. However, when she recalled the events of that day, she

confronted Lucas, “Is the door of the Craig

calmly responded. “The same goes for

rarely comes back for a meal, and more guests mean more company. Besides, Alice is

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expressed his dissatisfaction.. “Is she a three–year–old child?

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the words were directed at Lucas, it was evident that he was referring to

slide. She could not engage in a direct argument with Lucas’s father. It was a matter of courtesy and

eyes discreetly, thinking

woman standing at the staircase, staring at her. A woman understands another woman best, and with a single glance, Marion

it was clear that the hostility was directed at

have let