The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 242

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?” 

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 underwear, putting them into the suitcase. 

Marion stood there, feeling her face burning intensely.