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Chapter 70 Do You Want Me to Hold You?
He lowered his gaze and suddenly took her hand. “Feeling cold?”
Marion’s hand trembled for a moment. She quickly withdrew her hand and tried to act tough. “I’m not
cold.”
“Well, don’t cover up then, so you won’t feel hot later.” He said as he reached out to remove the coat
she had on.
Marion instinctively tugged at the coat and looked at him awkwardly. “It’s still a bit cold.”
Lucas looked at her still holding the coat without any force. It was a standoff. The playful gaze in his
black eyes, along with a slight movement of his thin lips, hinted at a teasing smile. “Not afraid of the
heat?”
Marion suddenly realized Lucas had done it on purpose! He had noticed that she blushed earlier out of
shyness, not because of the heat. The guy was mischievous, playing with her like that!
She became temperamental in an instant, as she let go of the coat. It slid off her and was left hanging
in Lucas’s hands. “Take it then.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe turned her head and looked out of the car window. Her eyes reddened with anger. Lucas furrowed
his brows, picked up the coat with both hands, and draped it over her again. “Put it on, don’t catch a
cold.”
Marion had a temper too. As soon as the coat was draped over her, she
immediately took it off again. Lucas remained patient, picked it up, and draped it over her once more.
“Are you angry?”
“No.”
“Is that so?” He seemed to be smiling again, his voice filled with pleasure. Marion looked out the car
window and tried to see his expression in the reflection, but the light outside was too bright, and she
could not see clearly. She became even more annoyed!
Marion pushed the coat away again. This time, Lucas did not try to drape the coat over her again. They
fell into silence, and Marion began to feel uneasy. Was she being too dramatic? But he had gone too
far, deliberately teasing her!
Lost in her thoughts, Lucas spoke up again, “I understand.”
Understand what? What did he suddenly understand? In the next moment, she found herself being
pulled into his embrace.
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Marion looked in shock at the man holding her.
Was this how he understood?
“Mrs. Craig wants me to hold you,” he said.
When did she say that? Why did she not know?
Marion blinked and forgot her anger. “You misunderstood me. I didn’t want you to hold me.” She
pushed him away.
Lucas glanced at her. “You said you were cold but wouldn’t take the coat. If you don’t want me to hold
you, then what do you want?”
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“I was just a little upset earlier. Isn’t it normal to be annoyed over trivial things?”
“You said you weren’t angry.”
Marion realized she was digging herself into a hole.
“So, are you still angry now?” he asked
Marion said each word deliberately as she looked at him. “I’m even more angry now!”
Lucas gazed at her for a moment, then suddenly lifted his hand and rubbed her head. “Alright, don’t be
angry anymore. Put on the coat, or, you can hug me if you want.”
His chilly tone suddenly became earnestly gentle, as if a snow–capped mountain had unexpectedly
melted into a warm spring, flowing gently and comfortably. Marion could not sustain her anger. Her ears
turned red again, and she quickly tightened the coat. “I’ve put it on.”
“Mm.”
Lucas looked at her blush, his black eyes swirled with suppressed emotions. The tumult beneath the
surface seemed ready to burst forth at any moment. He averted his gaze with Marion’s fresh–cut grass
fragrance still lingering on him. Lucas closed his eyes, masked the emotions he felt, and inhaled the
residual scent on his clothes.