The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 216 Miss Alice, This Is My Wife Lucas seemed to realize he had made a mistake, “Are these... false eyelashes?” He furrowed his brow in confusion.

Marion awkwardly pinched away the false eyelash, “No, it’s dirty! I've got to change, Mr. Craig! Give me five minutes, no, ten minutes!”

Marion rushed through her words, turned around, and closed the door behind her. She lowered her head, looking at the false eyelash she held between her fingertips, and her face became even redder. She decided she would not wear false eyelashes anymore!

After the slightly embarrassing incident, Marion did not have the mood to fuss over herself. Anyway, it was not a big part. Wearing a little bit of makeup would be enough.

After applying her makeup, she changed into the cute dress she had chosen earlier, added a pair of pearl earrings, and double— checked her appearance. She picked up the gift Lucas had prepared and left the room.

When she descended the stairs, Lucas was on the phone. Marion tactfully stood on the side, waiting. Mrs. Bailey had taken a break and gone home, leaving only Marion and Lucas in the villa at the

moment.

Lucas stood by the French window, bathed in the evening sunlight. The orange glow softened the sharp lines of his profile. Marion's eyes focused on his high and straight nose.

She used to be captivated by Lucas’s eyes and lips, but she had not noticed how exquisite his nose was. He was truly a masterpiece of meticulous craftsmanship as if crafted by God himself!

Perhaps sensing her gaze, Lucas tilted his head to look at her. With a third of his face illuminated and two-thirds in shadow, he seemed like a character out of a comic book in the interplay of light and darkness.

Unable to resist, Marion swallowed nervously. Meeting his intense gaze, time seemed to stand still, and all she could hear was the erratic beating of her heart.

Lucas was killing her!

“Let's end it here. I'll hang up,” Lucas said as he finished his call. Stepping over to Marion, he glanced at the neckline of her dress and finally settled his gaze on her rounded shoulders.

His eyes darkened slightly, “The dress... looks beautiful.”

Marion cast a guilty glance at him and then averted her eyes, “Thank you.”

“Can we go now?”

He held out his hand, and Marion blinked, “Sure, we can.”

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But Mr. Craig, what exactly do you mean by holding out your hand? Are you asking me for money for the gift?” she asked herself. Just as she was about to ask how much the gift cost, Lucas’s hand had already reached out to hold hers,

“Getting used to it in advance,” he said.

Marion, who had initially intended to pull her hand back, blushed and could only respond, “Oh.”

Well, it seemed like she did need to get used to it in advance, Otherwise, she might have misunderstood and thought he was asking for money!

Marion dared not dwell on that thought. She quickly gathered her thoughts and followed Lucas into the car. Lucas did not have his driver that evening. The car smoothly pulled out of the villa.

Marion lowered her head and looked at her hand that had just been held,

Was it normal for a man’s hand to be that warm?

“How long do you plan to stay?”

The quiet car suddenly resonated with Lucas’s voice.

Marion snapped back to reality, “How long do you think is appropriate?”

She had no experience with such things.

“Half an hour.”

“Okay, I'll follow your lead.”

Lucas acknowledged her with a grunt and fell silent. The car soon stopped in front of a hotel. Alice must have booked two floors to celebrate. She could not be just an ordinary rich girl!

Marion got out of the car, holding the gift, and walked to Lucas’s side. This time, without waiting for him to speak, she tactfully placed her hand on his arm.

Just as they took a few steps inside, Alice, wearing a champagne-colored gown, rushed over in high heels, “Miss Marion, you're here!”

She was so excited that she completely ignored Lucas beside Marion. It was not until Alice heard Lucas’s displeased reminder, “Miss Alice, this is my wife,” that she noticed Lucas was also here. Her expression visibly drooped, ‘Why is he here too?”

“Such a troublesome man! Alice thought to herself.