Chapter 200 Do You Need To Press Your Lips To His

• Lucas was clearly parched, for he gulped down three glasses of water before placing the glass down and thanked me gratefully. I felt awkward. Back then, when I refused to marry Lucas, the upper-class society mocked him saying that even a nobody like me wasn't willing to marry him and that he was destined to be alone forever.
• Although I had never met him, I could imagine how horrible it must have been when everyone else was taunting him.
• Still, he seemed like a different person from what I heard. His gentle demeanor caught me by surprise. He didn't even fly into a rage when I barged into his ward.