NovelEnglishShutting off the water, he wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and in the moment before the shadow could press against the door, he quickly twisted the knob and pulled it open, bumping right into Millie who'd sneaked up.
"Who let you in?!" Fury was brewing in his eyes like an impending storm.
"I've told you, you're not allowed in here. Can't you understand?! Where do you get the guts?!" Feeling the icy chill emanating from him, Millie's limbs went cold, "I-I cto bring you coffee." He smirked cruelly, his words cutting deep, "What do you think you're doing? You think I'm clueless? Just because we've hung out a few times, you think you're important? I've seen plenty of women like you-just a wave of my hand and they crunning like dogs. What makes you any different? Even if you stood naked in front of me, I wouldn't spare you a second glance." Murray looked down on her, his gaze filled with contempt. "You know why?" Millie was trembling all over, covering her ears, shaking her head frantically, "No... I don't want to hear, please stop-" "Can't bear to hear it? Then don't bother me. I find it disgusting. Get out!" In tears, Millie ran away.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMurray carelessly knocked over the tray she had brought.
That night, Millie laid awake until dawn, her pillow soaked with tears, haunted by his heartless and cold demeanor.
Why? She was pregnant with his child; shouldn't he be treating her better? Or was it... that his heart was still set on Roseanne, wishing to rekindle their old flame? With this thought, Millie couldn't stay in bed any longer. In a fit of rage, she kicked over the nightstand.
Early next morning, when Sadie had just finished cleaning the master bedroom, the mess of spilled coffee and broken pieces on the floor disgusted her! Then she heard a crash from the next room, leaving her bewildered.
What's with these people? So annoying! A whole family of ! Isn't a worker's life valuable? She wished she could hand them a mop each! But then, thinking of the hefty payce Sherwoods gave her every month, her anger dissipated. She approached the adjacent room's door, listening: "Ms. Millie? Are you awake? Mrs. Sherwood called earlier, instructingto remind you to have breakfast on time. Ms. Millie?" No response from inside, which puzzled Sadie.
Wasn't there noise of things being smashed just now? Why so quiet all of a sudden? She was about to leave when suddenly, the door opened, and a weak voice cthrough: "Sadie, my stomach hurts-" Millie was pale, one hand clutching her abdomen, her forehead covered in swea this time, it seemed genuine, and Sadie pave Immediately, she fumbled for her phone, ready to call for help: "What's... what's the driver's number again?" She slapped her forehead, "Crap! The driver's off today. I'm calling 911 right now, Ms. Millie, hang in there..." Millie was both angry and anxious. "How long for an ambulance? My stomach hurts so bad, it can't be serious, right?" Sadie didn't know; she had never called an ambulance before!
Just then, a maid walking by noticed the situation and quickly turned to grab her phone. "I'm calling Mrs. Sherwood right away!" Suddenly, the villa was bustling with activity. Half an hour later, the ambulance arrived.
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Millie was wheeled in, two maids followed, and everyone else seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, speace.
Beverley received the news and immediately rushed to the hospital.
"My grandchild, how's my grandchild? Is everything alright?" It took her a while, but she finally found Millie and the doctor in the emergency room.
The doctor addressed her, "You must be a family member? We've already examined the pregnant lady There's no serious issue, just that the emotional stress caused sfalse contractions. It's essential for her to maintain a calm demeanor moving forward." X
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