The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 371 I Won’t Stop You

Marion looked at him and stayed where she was. “It seems like you’re calling your pet dog.”

“I’m not calling my pet dog.” He sat on the sofa and gazed at her with warmth in his eyes.

Marion raised an eyebrow and then walked over. Just as she passed him, she heard him laugh and say, “I’m calling my pet rabbit.”

In the end, neither of them was human!

She turned to leave, but Lucas was faster. In the next moment, he pulled her into his arms and said, ” Behave, let me hold you for a while.”

He looked at her with a smile in his dark eyes.

That word ‘behave‘ seemed to have some magical power over her.

Marion glanced at him and obediently sat still.

She sniffed the woody fragrance on Lucas’s body, and her hand moved on its own.

Was it okay to touch your husband’s abdominal muscles?

She did not mean for it to turn into anything else. She was just curious and wanted to touch him!

Marion’s hand on his side seemed a bit eager.

She raised her hand and hugged Lucas’s waist tightly. She could feel the firm texture of his muscles through his clothes.

Marion’s heart was beating rapidly. Her hand moved slowly to the front, and she touched him but did not feel anything.

She gently moved again, covering up her crime. Her hand landed on the buttons of his shirt and gently unbuttoned one.

Lucas felt Marion move around in his arms.

Marion felt the warmth of his palm through her clothes.

Lucas’s eyes darkened. His Adam’s apple rolled as he grabbed her wrist. He spoke in a low voice, Want to touch me properly?” This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Marion felt embarrassed. She glanced around and said with a flash in her eyes, “I wasn’t touching anything.”

Was that considered touching?

It was just an accident!

Lucas shook her hand slightly. “Then, Mrs. Craig, what were you doing with this hand just now?”

Chapter 371 I Won’t Stop You

“I just touched your button a bit.”

He looked at her for a moment. “If you want, just touch me. I won’t stop you.”

Marion exploded, “I wasn’t touching you!”

She just touched his button!

Lucas loosened his grip. “Alright, I believe you.”

As he spoke, a faint smirk played at the corner of his lips, and there was a smile in his eyes, clearly not buying her words.

Marion blushed under his gaze, but decided to be unabashed, “So what if I want to touch my

husband? I’ll touch him whenever I want!”

What was the harm in being curious about the feel of a well–toned ab? After declaring her intentions,

Marion boldly used both hands to haphazardly touch his abdomen in a cathartic manner.

Lucas leaned back on the sofa, adopting a completely open posture.

Marion was truly making a mess of things. In reality, she did not touch anything, but being caught red

-handed made her angry and embarrassed.

After randomly touching him for a while, she felt awkward and glanced at Lucas. The two locked eyes for a moment, and she fell silent. “I’m going to take a shower.”

“Have you touched me enough?”

Marion did not answer him.

“Well, If you’re done, it’s my turn now.”

“What?”

Could he do that?

Marion stared at him in disbelief as he adjusted his posture. Lucas leaned forward and closed the distance between them instantly.

As she stared at his face, inches from her own, her breath gradually intensified. Suddenly, his arm around her waist tightened as he pressed her against his chest.

Feeling nervous under his gaze, she quickly admitted, “I was wrong!”

Lucas clicked his tongue, “What’s with the double standard, Mrs. Craig?”

‘I’m not that kind of person!‘ She silently protested.

The man looked at her, his lips curled into a smile, and casually said, “Hmm?”

“I’m not-”