Chapter 152
Chapter: 152
She was also whimpering. Marcus approached her slowly and saw something unusual: the corners of her eyes were damp. “Grandma, don’t leave. You can’t... you can’t take her away. I'll save her.”
Millie was having a terrible nightmare about her sick grandmother being taken to grave.
She threw her arms in the air, her frail frraging against the evil forces that threatened to steal her grandmother away in her nightmare.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Grandma, you can’t leave me. You're the only one | have...” Marcus’ eyes darkened. Seeing Millie in such a vulnerable state sparked an overwhelming sense of protectiveness in him.
The next morning, Millie awoke to find a bottle of a popular worldwide perfbrand, in a striking shade of red, sitting on her desk.
Last night, Marcus thought the perfwould smell nice on her, so he bought a bottle of it right away.
Millie curiously grabbed the exquisite bottle of perfto examine it, wondering why it was on her desk. The red liquid inside was a beautiful complement to the prettily designed bottle.
She had never bought this particular brand of perfbefore. Curious, she sprayed son her wrist and sniffed it. It smelled pleasant, but not too strong.
“It smells so good.” Awe gleamed in Millie’s eyes. Why had she not bought from this brand before?
She closed her eyes and took another sniff of the perfume. Then, she heard footsteps approaching. Marcus was heading back to the room to pack his clothes.
Alarmed, Millie quickly put the bottle of perfback on her desk.
She did not know whose perfit was, but if it belonged to Marcus, he would think she was greedy for opening it and spraying it on herself, and that would be embarrassing.
When Millie jumped after Marcus opened the door, he was taken aback. He looked at her quizzically, wondering what she was doing. Then, he sniffed the air and realized that she had opened the perfume.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was nice to know that the first present he gave her was being used.
The attention Marcus was paying Millie made her feel awkward.
Nervously, she cleared her throat. “Err, you haven’t gone to work yet?”
The perfbottle was back in its original place, but its scent lingered in the air.
Millie must be completely out of her mind if she thought she could fool Marcus into thinking she had not opened it.
Well, what was done was done. The perfprobably belonged to Marcus. It was impossible that he bought it for her, and Millie decided to admit her use of it.
However, Marcus beat her to it.