NovelEnglishMillie returned at that moment, carrying the purchased food. She found Marcus standing by the window, seemingly lost in thought.
Quietly, she set down the food and approached him, slipping her arms around his waist from behind.
“Honey, Derek will definitely get better. Don’t worry,” she whispered, understanding the depth of Marcus’ concern for Derek.
Marcus turned, grasping her delicate hand and pressing a kiss to it, a hint of her fragrance lingering on his Lips.
“Where did you go just now?” he asked.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“I went to buy food. Cover quickly and eat,” Millie replied, a playful smile on her lips. She broke away from him and reached for the bag containing the meal.
Marcus’ heart swelled with affection at her thoughtfulness. He took the bag from her, setting it on a nearby table. Then he guided her towards the bed.
“Honey, you go to bed and have a good sleep. Don’t worry about me,” he insisted, his voice gentle.
Despite his own needs, Marcus’ concern was for Millie. He wanted her to rest, to be spared from the hardship of the night.
He tucked her into bed, and she obeyed without protest, lying down with a trusting smile.
Just as Marcus was about to leave, Millie reached out, grabbing his hand, and gazed at him with a tender Look.
“Honey,” she whispered as he moved to leave. He paused, leaning down to kiss her forehead.
“Have a good sleep, honey. I’m going to eat,” he told her.
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She nodded, her eyes closing as a smile played on her Lips.
Not long after, Harlan entered, searching the room before his eyes found Millie sleeping peacefully on the bed. He was momentarily taken aback.
“Keep your voice down. She just fell asleep. Sit down and let’s eat together,” Marcus said in a low voice.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHarlan complied, his hunger evident as he picked up utensils and surveyed the food.
After taking a few bites, Harlan looked up and asked, “Do we have any alcohol?”
Marcus looked up, meeting Harlan’s deep eyes.
He replied, “You can go buy some.”
Harlan set down his utensils and actually went to buy alcohol, returning soon with a bag of beer.
He opened a can and began to drink.
Harlan crushed the beer can in his hand with a determined force.
He should have pressed down on the gas pedal, racing towards Mavis from the start. If he had, perhaps Derek wouldn’t have landed in such a dire situation.
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