The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 328 She Couldn’t Bring Herself To Say It

Marion’s legs truly went weak this time, and her hand instinctively grabbed Lucas’s bathrobe.

Unexpectedly, the fabric slid off his shoulder with her touch, revealing a glimpse of unexpected allure.

Flustered, Marion stammered, “I–I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to. Let me help-”

“It’s okay. I’m not cold. Mrs. Craig, could you answer me first? What color is the towel in my hand?”

One of his hands firmly held hers while the other tucked behind his back.

Marion stole a glance but saw nothing. Therefore, she pursed her lips, hazarding a guess, “White.”

Before she could finish, the distinct scent of sandalwood suddenly receded.

Marion froze and instinctively looked at him.

Lucas swiftly pulled up the robe she had inadvertently pulled down before walking to the bedside and handing her phone to her. “I wasn’t holding a towel.”

While speaking, his deep, unfathomable eyes lost their warmth and humor, assuming an icy

composure.

felt heavy as she took the phone. “So, I’ll head

sat on the sofa and poured a

stood there and watched as he sipped the wine, feeling a bitter pang in her heart. She was overcome by guilt and wondered if

look at him. Her phone seemed more important than him, and

quietly sipped his drink without even

old yellow dog and how it used to lie by the door with its head down whenever she left, seemingly indifferent. However, it was betrayed by its

that old dog, silent

guilt overwhelmed her.

to her room and sleep now because that would be too heartless!

just a few short seconds, Marion managed to psych herself out. She exhaled and

his grip tightened, resisting her efforts to take it.

your phone. Why don’t you go back

now cool and distant, a

Bring Herself To

he had shown moments ago when

a lump in her throat. “Drinking

2/2

so it’s not good for me, not for

realized Lucas was being sarcastic, and she was no match for him when he got like that.