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Marion was genuinely flustered this time, “Miss Alice, I suddenly feel the need to use the restroom…‘
As she spoke, she briskly exited the room. Alice was puzzled, “Ah! The restroom is not that way!”
However, before she could finish her sentence, Marion had already rushed downstairs. Alice stood
there, feeling bewildered.
Everything was fine just now. Why did Marion run off after she confessed? Did Marion dislike her? The
thought made Alice’s mood suddenly turn sour.
Marion, prompted by Alice’s casual agreement, had emerged from the sweetness of the sugar–coated
bomb. Having grown up, she had experienced confessions before, but being confessed to by a girl was
a first!
While running around and searching for Lucas, Marion regretted leaving him behind. “Where are you,
Mr. Craig? Can we go home now?”
The banquet hall was vast, and with the multitude of guests, Marion had been searching for over ten
minutes without finding him.
Her phone was in Lucas’s coat pocket, making it impossible to call him. However, calling herself
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtseemed like a viable option!
With that in mind, Marion began scouting for someone to borrow a phone from. After observing for a
couple of minutes, she settled on a professionally dressed and beautiful lady.
Approaching the lady, Marion flashed a friendly smile, “Hello there.”
“Hello, Miss Marion.”
The lady returned her smile warmly, making Marion slightly surprised, “Do you know me?”
“Of course, you’re last year’s International Tchaikovsky Award winner. Very impressive, Miss Marion.
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Marion smiled awkwardly, feeling embarrassed, “Well, can I trouble you for a favor?”
The beautiful lady was straightforward, “Is there anything I can’t do for you?”
“I’d like to borrow your phone to make a call, is that okay?”
She immediately took out her phone and handed it to Marion. Grateful, Marion was initially going to
step aside to make the call. However, considering the lady’s openness in lending her the phone, Marion
thought, why avoid it?
It’s not like she was going to discuss something inappropriate! With that realization, she dialed her
phone number.
Meanwhile, on the second floor, a melodious piano tune emanated from Lucas’s suit pocket.
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Martin was about to ask when Lucas started enjoying phone ringtones when he saw him pull out a
phone adorned with a milky white rabbit–shaped case from his pocket.
When did Lucas become so fond of cute things? Perplexed, Martin heard him answer the phone,”
Hello, I am Marion’s husband, Lucas.”
So, the phone belonged to Marion? Martin glanced at Lucas and felt green with envy. He was
speechless.
“Yes, it’s me.”
The slightly trembling voice of a woman came through the phone, and Lucas lowered his gaze, What’s
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthe matter?”
“Can we go home now?”
“Aren’t you getting along well with Miss Alice?”
“Well, she’s quite busy, and I don’t want to be a bother.”
Without exposing her, Lucas agreed, “I understand, wait for me where you are, and I’ll come to find
you.”
“Okay, make it quick, alright?”
Then Marion hung up. Lucas paused for a breath. Ending the call, he did not even glance at Martin as
he made his way downstairs.
“Hey… where are you going?”
“To find my wife and then go home.”
Lucas spoke and halted, turning back to Martin, “Aren’t you going to find someone? Oh, sorry, I forgot,
you don’t have a wife.”
Martin stood gaping at Lucas.
Damn! Was having a wife something extraordinary? Did Lucas think he was the only one in the world
with a wife?