The Bride’s Revenge

Chapter 413 Was It a Good Deed? This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - ©.

Nixon supported Dorian into the hospital, and a nurse quickly wheeled a stretcher over. Dorian was immediately taken into the emergency room while Nixon helped him register.

Once he was admitted, Dorian asked Nixon, “What’s the name of the woman who brought me here?”

Nixon was speechless. “Seriously, Dorian? You’re lying on a hospital bed, and you’re thinking about picking up women?”

Dorian could not be bothered to explain. “If someone helps you out, shouldn’t you offer something in return?”

Nixon was silent for a moment as he considered it. “Well, I was in a hurry and forgot to ask her name!

Dorian did not say anything more and closed his eyes as he lay on the bed. The pain in his stomach made it hard for him to sit up ŝtraight, and the discomfort left him both alert and confused.

He recalled the scent of orange blossoms drifting from the woman sitting in the passenger seat earlier, a fragrance that was both sweet and soothing.

Nixon took a photo of Dorian and sent it to their group chat. Then he glanced at Dorian on the bed. ‘ But I have to say, she was really beautiful. None of your exes even come close to her.”

Even Nixon, who had seen his fair share of attractive women, thought Marion was very beautiful.

Dorian opened his eyes slightly and gave Nixon a sideways glance. “Didn’t they say they were going to take me for tests?”

“Right, I almost forgot!”

Dorian pursed his lips and looked up at the ceiling, recalling the profile of the woman.

Nixon was right. There were not many of his exes who were as good–looking as her. But he was not one to pursue someone just because they were attractive.

Dorian closed his eyes and pushed aside his thoughts.

IT

Delayed by nearly half an hour, Marion arrived home just after ten o’clock. As she changed her shoes,

she made a video call to Lucas.

Lucas answered quickly, and the video call connected within seconds. “Home already?”

“Yeah,” she replied as she walked over to the kitchen counter to pour herself a glass of water and sipped it slowly.

Lucas watched Marion’s lips move against the rim of the glass on the screen. “What happened on the way home?”

Marion glanced up at the screen of her phone. “Just a minor mishap.”

She did not want Lucas to know about what had just happened, afraid that he might think that she had put herself in danger unnecessarily.

In reality, it was not like that. She had been forced to stop. But if she told Lucas that, he would surely worry. Marion felt guilty and bit the edge of her glass while avoiding eye contact with Lucas.

Lucas chuckled. “What kind of mishap?”

Even though they were separated by a screen, Marion could not withstand Lucas’s gaze. “On my way back, I helped drive someone who was in pain to the hospital.”

“So you did a good deed for someone?”

Marion felt awkward and simply responded, “Uh–huh.” Was it considered a good deed?

“Is there something about this that you can’t tell me?” Lucas paused slightly. “Is it because it was Jameson that you drove to the hospital?”

It had been so long since she heard that name, and it heightened Marion’s sense of being

misunderstood. “No way! I was forced to stop my car by a stranger on the road to take his friend to the hospital!”

“So, a random stranger forced you to stop your car just now?”

“Well.

She was sure she heard him so why did he have to ask again?