The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 281 A Face to Remember

Marion could not tell if it was her imagination, but ever since she asked Lucas a few days ago if he was trying to seduce her, it seemed like he had maintained his immaculate appearance around her lately.

Of course, she was not implying that Lucas used to be untidy in her presence. What she meant was that the current Lucas seemed determined to keep himself very well-groomed when he was around

her.

In the past, the first thing he did when he got home was to unbutton the top button of his shirt, pour a glass of water, and gradually undo the second button while sipping his drink.

Now, he refrained from doing so. Even after completing his swim workout, he was fully covered, and the seductive shows he exhibited in the past were nowhere to be found.

Marion felt like she had suffered a significant loss. Realizing that, she had nightmares for two consecutive nights. In those dreams, Lucas looked at her expressionlessly while telling her not to be presumptuous.

As a result of that, Marion felt uninspired during her piano practice.

When Lucas returned from work, she no longer made the effort to find conversation topics as she did before. Even when they sat at the dining table together, she kept her head down and merely focused on eating her food.

The situation continued for about four or five days. It was Friday, and Lucas had a dinner appointment in the evening.

Although Mrs. Bailey prepared chicken soup, Marion found it hard to swallow. She mechanically finished the rice in her bowl, tidied up the dining table, and immediately went upstairs to her room. Lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling, she felt a heaviness in her chest. Cassie sent a message asking if she wanted to go out the next day.

Normally, Marion would have replied enthusiastically, asking where they planned to go. However, today, upon seeing the message, she lacked the desire to respond.

She was heartbroken. Well, not really, considering she had not even started a romantic relationship with Lucas.

She did not know what to do. Maybe her recent mood swings were affecting her.

As Marion had not responded to any of her messages, Cassie decided to call her directly.

When Marion saw the call she sighed. Even her phone seemed to be against her.

“Hello?”

“It's me.”

Cassie had been Marion’s friend for over a decade so she immediately sensed that something was amiss in Marion’s tone. “What's wrong? Why do you sound so down?”

“Nothing, just a bit tired.”

“Cut the crap. | know you too well. Spill the beans. Is It because Lucas didn’t respond favorably to you? Marion was starting to question the value of her friendship with Cassle.

Probably unable to hear her voice clearly, Cassie weakly asked, “I lift the nall on the head, didn’t |?” Marion hesitated. “I'll reply to you in text.”

After hanging up, she summarized the events of the past few days and sent them to Cassie: [It’s not a big deal, but | feel quite hurt by what you said.]

Cassie” [I didn’t mean it on purpose! | just didn’t expect Lacas to be so indifferent to you! Marion, seriously, your face is a masterpiece. Even a blind person can appreciate your charm! Moreover, you’re beautiful, sweet, and cute. If | were a guy, I'd have married you already!]

Marion raised an eyebrow. [That’s somewhat comforting, but not entirely so.]

Cassie sighed. [It's not a big deal. There are so many

go for someone like Draco, Lewis, or Jensen Cralen out there. If Lucas doesn’t like you, why not

Marion clarified, “I don’t like any of the other Cralgs...”

“You get my point! So, gorgeous, can you spare some time for me tomorrow?”

After some consideration, Marlon decided that indulging in wild thoughts at home was lessFrom NôvelDrama.Org.

productive than going out with Cassle. “Okay, I'll go out with you.”

Talking with Cassie for a while lifted Marion's spirits. Although the blow still lingered, life was full of hardships anyway. Marlon felt that she should cherish every moment she had.

“You never know when it will be your last time with someone. Marlon thought to herself.