The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 78 No Matter What

Marion pursed her lips. She was too lazy to argue with him. “I've already packed everything. The things to take are in those two boxes.”Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Lucas shifted his gaze to the boxes. “I'll have the driver come up.”

He paused and looked at her right calf, which, despite being freed from the plaster, was still wrapped in bandages. “Can you go downstairs by yourself?” Marion raised an eyebrow. “Didn't | just come upstairs by myself?”

Lucas abruptly stopped pressing the elevator button. He retrieved his phone from his pocket and walked to her.

Marion watched as he bent down in front of her. The oxygen around her seemed too thin and instead filled the air around her with his invigorating woody scent. It made her breath quicken.

“Wha- What's happening?”

“You complained that | didn’t carry you up just now,

He put his hand on her waist as he spoke to her.

didn’t you?”

Before Marion could process the situation, she was lifted into his arms. When did she complain?

Instinctively, she wrapped her arms around his neck. At the thought of her father waiting downstairs, her face turned crimson. “Put me down! | can go down by myself!”

Lucas looked at her and raised an eyebrow. “I don’t think you can,” he said calmly.

He proceeded to carry her downstairs.

Coincidentally, Richard had just finished a call. He turned around and saw Marion being carried by Lucas. Richard glanced at his daughter. “Isn’t your leg getting better?”

Marion blushed, “Yes, it’s getting better, Dad.”

But if Lucas had insisted on carrying her, what could she do?

Richard glanced at Lucas, his expression was hard to read. “Her leg is almost healed. It should not be a problem for her to walk such a short distance regularly.”

Richard was telling Lucas that there was no need to be so reluctant to let her walk

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Chapter 28 No Matter What

down those few stairs.

Lucas placed Marion on the sofa. “Mar mentioned that her leg was a little sore.” Was it necessary to shift the blame to her?

Lucas grabbed a cushion and placed it behind Marion’s waist. Then, he stood up and took out his phone. “I'll call the driver, Uncle.”

After telling her father that, Lucas walked away and left Marion and Richard staring at each other.

Richard glanced at Lucas’s retreating figure. “Mar, although it’s nice that Lucas dotes on you, we shouldn’t take it for granted, right?”

Marion lowered her head as she blushed. She had no idea how to explain the

situation to her father. “I know, Dad. | was wrong to do that.”

Richard sighed. “If you had met Lucas earlier, it would have been better.”

Marion felt awkward. If she had met Lucas earlier, she probably would not have

been close to him.

Of course, she dared not say that to Richard.

Lucas returned after making the call. He looked at Marion. “I'll go up and get your things.”

Richard felt it was not right to let his son-in-law do all the work. “Lucas, just sit. I'll have Howard go up and bring them down.”

Lucas rolled up his sleeves. “It's okay. The luggage might be a bit heavy. | can handle it.” He was certainly more considerate than Jameson. The more Richard looked at Lucas, the more satisfied he felt.

Before Marion left, he did not forget to remind her to keep her temper in check. In a relationship, both parties should be accommodating.

Marion blushed and nodded in agreement. She could not say anything other than ‘Okay’.

On the other hand, Lucas suddenly interjected, “Uncle, | married Mar because | love her for who she is. Whether she throws a little tantrum, acts spoiled, or is however she wants to be, | understand and accept it all.”

As he spoke, he glanced at Marion, then added “I don’t need her to change anything about her. She can be herself, and | love her just the way she is. | love to see her happy.”

Chapter 78 No Matter What 13/3 Richard's initial reluctance was instantly replaced by a sense of relief.

Even Marion found Lucas’s words to be touching. For the first time, she realized that the formidable Jameson could also speak such beautiful words.

Richard patted Lucas on the shoulder. “Next time you come home, remember to call me ‘Dad’.

Without saying much, Richard had said it all.