The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 349 Mrs. Coquettish

Marion found herself lost in the whirlwind of affection as Lucas’s deep breaths filled her ears, alongside the restless beats of her own heart.

His large hand withdrew from around her waist, hesitating as it lingered at her side before finally pulling back.

The fervent, deep kiss gradually softened into a comforting peck.

With closed eyes, Marion felt the flutter of her eyelashes against her cheeks, which were flushed red.

Her mind went blank, consumed only by the man’s soothing kisses.

After what seemed like an eternity, her consciousness slowly returned. Marion’s doe–like eyes, dewy with emotion, resembled a lost fawn in the morning mist.

His dark gaze brimmed with undisguised desire, enveloping her completely.

He gently brushed aside her playful strands of hair clinging to her cheek, his voice husky as he spoke, “Mrs. Craig.”

Marion furrowed her brows slightly, her lashes trembling. “Hmm?”

“When can we light the scented candles?” Lucas inquired.

Marion hesitated for a moment before realizing what he meant, and the faint blush that had just begun to fade from her cheeks resurfaced.

blinked. “You’re so

her words, Lucas chuckled deeply, his voice

had been caught stealing glances

nestled into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his

his waist was just as good

was his waist comfortable to hold, but being in Lucas’s

her head, her doe–like eyes sparkling as she gazed at him. “Lucas, you have

had just touched those abs!

her head against his shoulder. Marion inhaled the fresh, woody scent, feeling an indescribably satisfying fullness in

close, leaning back against the sofa behind him, resigned to

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do with his wife except

seemed uninteresting to both of them, Marion hung onto Lucas, turned off the screen with the remote, and grabbed a slice of watermelon, taking

and with the time growing late, Marion yawned, tears welling in her eyes as she looked at Lucas. “I’m tired.”

“Bedtime?”

yawned again, lifting her hand to cover her mouth before nodding at Lucas with

for a moment, then bent down to pick up her slippers

lifting her

sweet and embarrassed. “I can