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.

she took

and poured a glass of red wine from the table.

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

him.

on the couch quietly sipped his drink without even

its

old

guilt overwhelmed her.

back to her room and sleep

few short seconds, Marion managed to psych herself out. She exhaled and approached, reaching for

his grip tightened, resisting her efforts

your phone. Why don’t you

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

She Couldn’t Bring Herself

he had shown moments ago when he

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

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

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