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, I’ll head

on the sofa and poured a

watched as he sipped the wine, feeling a bitter pang in her heart. She was overcome

as look at him. Her

couch quietly sipped his

the door with its head down whenever she left,

that old

an instant, guilt overwhelmed her.

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

Marion managed to psych herself out. She exhaled and approached, reaching for the wine glass

tightened, resisting her efforts to

tired? You’ve got your phone. Why don’t you go back

now cool and

Bring Herself

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

her throat. “Drinking isn’t good

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not good for me, not

she was no