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.

took the phone. “So,

sat on the sofa and poured a glass of

as he sipped the wine, feeling a bitter pang in her heart. She was overcome by guilt and wondered if she had gone too

did not even so much as look at him. Her

the couch quietly sipped his

lie by the door with its head

resembled that old dog, silent and

instant, guilt overwhelmed

could not bring herself to go back to her room and sleep now

She exhaled and approached, reaching for

her surprise, his grip tightened, resisting her efforts to

phone. Why don’t you go

looked up at her, his expression now cool and distant, a stark

338 She Couldn’t Bring Herself To Say

ago when he called

lump in her throat. “Drinking isn’t good for

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drinking it, so it’s not good for me, not for you. Besides, nobody really cares, so what’s the harm?”

Lucas was being sarcastic, and she was no match for him