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.

heavy as she took the phone.

on the sofa and poured a glass of red wine

bitter pang in her heart. She was overcome by guilt and wondered if she had gone

even so much as look at him. Her phone seemed more important than him, and in

on the couch quietly sipped his drink without

used to lie by the door with its head down whenever she left, seemingly indifferent. However, it was betrayed by its drooping

resembled that old

an instant, guilt

go back to her room and sleep now

She exhaled and approached, reaching for the wine glass in his

his grip tightened, resisting her

You’ve got your phone. Why

her, his expression now cool and distant, a stark contrast to

Bring

had shown moments ago when he called her “baby“.

in her throat. “Drinking isn’t good for you.”

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

and she was no match for him when he got like