NovelEnglish“Isn’t it obvious? It’s because I adore you!” Mavis stared back at him with eyes full of hope.
Harlan noticed that she had a way of leaving him uncertain how to respond. Even though he found her chatter annoying, he couldn’t bring himself to be harsh with her. For now, he thought it would be better to consider it as playful banter.
Harlan tilted his head slightly.
“Really? If you have a crush on me, why didn’t you defend yourself when Millie said she’d give her life for the man she loved?”
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Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThereafter, Millie and Marcus returned to the Cloud Villa. As they stepped into the room, she gently guided him to the sofa, encouraging him to take a seat.
“Honey, what would you like to eat? I’ll prepare it for you right away.”
She thought that it would be best to make something nutritious. It was crucial for Marcus to regain his strength, considering the blood he had lost.
“Please don’t trouble yourself. Rest here, and I’ll ask Derek to order sfood and have it delivered.”
Marcus retrieved his phone, ready to call Derek.
However, Millie swiped the phone from his hand.
“I’m not tired at all. Besides, you’ve mentioned that my cooking is your favorite. Just relax here while I whip up something for you.”
Without further ado, she headed to the kitchen.
Opening the refrigerator, Millie discovered an array of food ingredients. She retrieved a black chicken, thoroughly cleaned it, and set it in the pot to simmer, creating a nourishing chicken soup.
Recognizing its health benefits, she also prepared steamed fish and crafted several light and delectable dishes. The kitchen bustled with activity, and she soon found herself perspiring.
Concerned that she was overexerting herself, Marcus entered the kitchen with the intention of helping. However, she drove him away.
As dinnertarrived, Marcus felt immense gratitude for the heartfelt feast Millie had prepared.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmFollowing their meal, they lingered in front of the television for a while before retiring upstairs for the night.
As they settled into bed, Millie snuggled into Marcus’ embrace.
“Honey, let the doctor change the dressing here at home.”
“Sure.” Marcus tenderly ran his fingers through her hair.
“Your wound will heal soon. I’m sure of it. It’s going to be fine.”
Millie’s tone carried a note of encouragement, her thoughts drifting to the memory of the unfortunate white mouse.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be alright.” Marcus comfortingly patted her back.
At a high-end restaurant in Preagend, Mrs. Fairclough had finally met Nancy.
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