The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 235 Just A Touch!

The sudden eye contact left Marlon completely bewildered.

No, was he not supposed to be asleep?

Why were those eyes wide open like that?

Her mind went blank for a moment, but her ears and face reacted quickly by turning completely red.

Feeling her face burning up, Marlon stared at Lucas for a long time before stuttering, “You... Weren’t you asleep?”

“No.”

If he were not asleep, he must have seen everything she just did.

That realization made Marion want to escape, but she could not!

His hand was still holding onto her wrist, and her attempt to break free only. resulted in a tighter hold.

The next moment, Marion heard him ask in a deep voice, “What were you doing just now, Miss Cartier?”

In the face of the question, Marion’s mind went blank. She looked at him with embarrassment. “I-I think I'm drunk, Mr. Craig.” Yes, she was drunk!

Drunk people lacked awareness, so she did not do it on purpose!

Lucas looked at her and raised an eyebrow as if not entirely convinced. “Is that so?”

To prove her “drunkenness “, Marion took his hand and pressed it against her cheek. “Feel it. It's warm.”

Lucas looked at his hand on her flushed cheek and gently traced it with his thumb. “Hm, it is a little warm.”

Relieved, Marion sighed. “I... When I’m drunk, | tend to touch people randomly. It’s not personal, Mr. Craig!”

“Is that so?” He countered with a question, “How do you randomly touch people?

As he spoke, he mimicked her earlier actions, taking her hand and placing it near his lips. He said, “I'd like to see it for myself.” It made Marion wonder if Lucas had some peculiar fetish.

Otherwise, why did he enjoy people touching him randomly?

With her hand being held, Marion could feel the heat on her face intensify.

However, the man kept staring at her as if he would not believe her unless she demonstrated it to him.

Marion immediately regretted her impulsiveness. Now, she felt like a lamb being roasted, with the fire already reaching the wool. If she did not beg for mercy soon, she would be roasted whole.

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After all, she had already done it just now.

She tried mentally preparing herself, but under the gaze of those intense black eyes, her index finger trembled as it touched his lips.

As if she had been electrocuted, she quickly withdrew her hand and stammered, ” T-That was how | touched you.” “That’s not considered inappropriate touching, is it?”

The man looked at her doubifully.

Marion felt like crying. She regretted letting her impulsive thoughts take over earlier and lying afterward.

It was true what they said about one lie begetting a thousand more, and they eventually revealed the cracks.

Moreover, her mind was blank at the moment, unable to come up with a second

lie to counter Lucas.

Should she make a run for it?

While she hesitated, contemplating whether to get up and flee, the man suddenly spoke. “You really don’t know, huh?” Then, he grinned and paused for a moment before saying, “I'll teach you.”

Before she could grasp the meaning of his words, her back suddenly tensed up as she found herself pulled into Lucas’s embrace.

Caught off guard, she ended up nestled in his arms.

The familiar scent of wood instantly enveloped her. With her pressed against Lucas’s shoulder, she raised her head, only for her cheek to be gently caressed by

his thumb. It felt ticklish and warm, and she could feel something in her heart. Marion stared blankly as he touched her face like she was a puppet, completely devoid of her own thoughts.

His large hand traced across her face, and his index finger glided gently over her neck. It was so gentle that it felt more like teasing than touching.

Atingling sensation spread through her, and she froze. “Mr. Craig!”