The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 242

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Chapter 242 Who Said That?

Marion felt like there was something missing with the tie in her hand. She put it back, chose another

one, and walked over to a suit, comparing it once again. However, this method seemed less effective.

So, she decided to put the tie over the suit and take a few steps back to see the overall effect.

However, just as she took one step back, she collided with the solid chest of the man. Startled, Marion

instinctively turned around. “Mr. Craig, I’m sorry!”

She glanced down at the foot she accidentally stepped on. “I didn’t notice you.”

Raising her head again, she looked at Lucas’s face, cautiously asking, “I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“No.”

Lucas glanced at her, retracting the hand on her shoulder. “Choosing a tie?”

Marion made a helpless expression. “My taste might not be that good.”

“Who said that?”

She did not react immediately. “Huh?”

“Who said your taste is not good?”

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Marion touched her nose, which she had accidentally bumped, “I don’t think I do.

Lucas moved slightly, looking at her. “I think your taste is excellent.”

Hearing this, Marion could not help but feel a sense of self–satisfaction. Her almond–shaped eyes lit

up. “Really?”

“Yeah.”

He nodded, and his dark eyes focused on her. “Don’t you find me handsome?”

Marion blushed, hesitated for two seconds, and then spoke. “…Well, yeah.”

Lucas smirked. “Have you picked one?”

“I’m almost done, just missing a tie.”

Though Lucas’s ties were almost the same style, they were versatile. No matter which she chose, the

outfit would still work. However, she wanted to use the slight differences to enhance her presence.

“Alright.”

He responded and remained silent, watching her continue to pick.

Marion, feeling a bit guilty, did not dare to be too picky. She quickly chose a tie.

The suitcase was beneath the wardrobe. She pulled it out, neatly folded the

clothes, and placed them inside.

“All set, Mr. Craig!”

Marion zipped up the suitcase, stood up, and turned to look at him.

Lucas lowered his head, looking at her. With a smile in his almond–shaped eyes, he seemed as if he

was enjoying her achievement.

His Adam’s apple rolled slightly, and his hand by his side moved. In the end, he restrained the impulse

to pull her into his arms. “Something seems missing.”

Marion did not catch on immediately, looking at Lucas innocently as she asked, ” What’s missing?”

“Underwear.”

Marion’s face turned red instantly. “Right, but I think you can get that yourself.”

She could not exactly fetch that for him, could she?

“Alright, thanks.”

Lucas thanked her and went straight to the wardrobe, opening a drawer and taking out five pairs of

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underwear, putting them into the suitcase.

Marion stood there, feeling her face burning intensely.

Luckily, Lucas quickly finished packing the underwear.

“Mr. Craig, with your luggage ready, you should rest early tonight.”

“Yes, I should.”

He agreed, escorting her out

escaped Marion’s notice.

of the room. The hidden smile in his lowered eyes

Hurrying back to her room, Marion leaned against the door and covered her face with her hands.

Oh, Marion, you’re so weak!

As the warmth on her face began to fade, a knocking sound suddenly reached her

ears.

Marion’s heart skipped a beat. Opening the door, she looked at the man standing there. “Mr. Craig, is

there something else?”

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