The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 220 Can We Go Home?

Marion was genuinely flustered this time, “Miss Alice, I suddenly feel the need to use the restroom…‘

As she spoke, she briskly exited the room. Alice was puzzled, “Ah! The restroom is not that way!”

However, before she could finish her sentence, Marion had already rushed downstairs. Alice stood there, feeling bewildered.

Everything was fine just now. Why did Marion run off after she confessed? Did Marion dislike her? The thought made Alice’s mood suddenly turn sour.

Marion, prompted by Alice’s casual agreement, had emerged from the sweetness of the sugar–coated bomb. Having grown up, she had experienced confessions before, but being confessed to by a girl was

a first!

While running around and searching for Lucas, Marion regretted leaving him behind. “Where are you, Mr. Craig? Can we go home now?”

The banquet hall was vast, and with the multitude of guests, Marion had been searching for over ten minutes without finding him.

Her phone was in Lucas’s coat pocket, making it impossible to call him. However, calling herself seemed like a viable option!

With that in mind, Marion began scouting for someone to borrow a phone from. After observing for a couple of minutes, she settled on a professionally dressed and beautiful lady.

Approaching the lady, Marion flashed a friendly smile, “Hello there.”

“Hello, Miss Marion.”

warmly, making Marion slightly surprised, “Do you know

you’re last year’s International Tchaikovsky Award winner. Very

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awkwardly, feeling embarrassed, “Well, can

was straightforward, “Is there anything I can’t do

like to borrow your phone to make a

step aside to make the call. However,

inappropriate! With that realization, she

melodious piano tune emanated from Lucas’s suit pocket.

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enjoying phone ringtones when he saw him pull out a phone adorned with a milky white rabbit–shaped case from

fond of cute things? Perplexed, Martin heard him answer the phone,” Hello, I am Marion’s husband,

the phone belonged to Marion? Martin glanced at Lucas and

“Yes, it’s me.”

a woman came through the phone, and Lucas lowered his gaze, What’s

we go