Chapter 170 Does That Make It Clear?


    The shower continuously released warm water, and the entire bathroom was filled with steam.


    Marion lifted her head and met those deep ck eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.


    She lowered her gaze, only to find herself captivated by Lucas’s Adam’s apple.


    She felt the heat rise.


    Marion curled her toes, and the atmosphere of the bathroom inevitably sparked some erotic thoughts. She feared that if Lucas


    did not leave soon, she might lose control.


    Marion took a slight breath, “Mr. Craig, could you please leave?”


    “Mm.” Lucas retracted his gaze and responded half-heartedly.


    His lowered eyes concealed the turbulent emotions Marion had not noticed. He reached out, lifted


    Marion off the sink, and walked out of the bathroom.


    Marion finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to undress, she raised her hand and discovered that she was still


    holding the Transcendent ne.


    Oh no!


    Only she could ruin a 55-million-dor ne! She hurriedly opened the bathroom door, “Mr. Craig, wait! The ne got wet.


    Should we have someone take care of it?”


    Lucas’s ck eyes shone as he watched Marion approach him barefoot. He reached out to take the ne, “If you don’t hurry


    and take a bath, you''ll catch a cold.”


    The suite had central heating, but Marion shivered as she stepped out of the bathroom. After just a few seconds, she felt


    goosebumps forming.


    Marion nced at Lucas and realized he seemed unconcerned about the ne. She breathed a sigh of relief. She could not


    afford to lose such an expansive ne!


    As she entered the bathroom, Marion closed the door with a soft click.


    Then she clicked the lock.


    Well, she was cautious.


    Lucas sat on the sofa and gazed towards the bathroom, his ck eyes unwavering. In the quiet suite, the faint sound of dripping


    water could be heard from the bathroom.


    Although the air conditioning was on, Lucas still felt hot. He averted his gaze, leaned back on the sofa, and unbuttoned the top


    button of his shirt cor.


    Closing his eyes, all he could see was Marion''s wet appearance.


    Suddenly the doorbell rang, and Lucas opened his eyes, and rose to answer the door.


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    “Mr. Craig, this is the spare gown for Mrs. Craig. The size might not be perfect. Mr. Hilton apologizes for any inconvenience.”


    “Mm.”


    Lucas took the tray, closed the door, and walked to the bathroom door. He raised his hand and knocked on the door. “Your gown


    has been delivered.”


    Soon, the bathroom door opened, and Marion stepped out wrapped in a bath towel. Her disheveled wet hair was on top of her


    head and her cheeks were flushed from the warm water.


    Marion awkwardly epted the tray, “Thank you.”


    Lucas nodded and turned back to sit on the sofa.


    In the bathroom, Marion looked at the lingerie she changed into, and felt conflicted.


    She should put her clothes back on. Everything was wet and ufortable. Yet, going without them would mean wearing the


    gown in a practically bare state, and the thought alone was embarrassing.


    After much hesitation in the bathroom, Marion eventually opened the door. She was blushing as called out to the man sitting on


    the sofa, “Mr. Craig?”


    “Does the gown fit?” Lucas turned his head slightly, and his gaze stopped on the bath towel wrapped


    below her corbone.


    Holding the doorknob, Marion struggled with how to express such an awkward request. Without saying anything, Lucas walked


    directly to her, “Are you hurt?”Belonging to N?velDrama.Org.


    Marion bit her lip, “Is there anything else besides the gown?”


    For once, Lucas could not quite catch up with her thoughts, “You don’t want to wear the gown?”


    “No, | mean, | can’t just wear the gown, right?”


    That should make it clear, should it not?