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

he replied as he sat on the sofa and poured a glass

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

just confessed? Yet, she did not even so much as look at him. Her phone seemed more important than him, and in hindsight, it did seem rather

on the couch quietly sipped his drink without even glancing at her.

its head down whenever she left, seemingly indifferent. However, it was betrayed by its drooping ears and tail.

resembled that old

instant, guilt

go back to her room and sleep now because that would be

herself out. She

grip tightened, resisting her efforts

your phone. Why

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

338 She Couldn’t Bring Herself

moments ago when he called

throat. “Drinking

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not good for me, not for you. Besides, nobody really cares, so what’s

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