NovelEnglishMarcus’ face fell slightly at the news. “Is it a man or a woman?” he asked, not hiding his discontent.
A flicker of guilt crossed Millie’s face as she detected the unhappiness in Marcus’ eyes.
“He’s just an ordinary friend; you don’t need to worry,” she assured him.
However, Marcus’ displeasure was clear when he learned that her friend was male.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMillie felt hurt, sensing Marcus’ controlling tone.
“It’s alright for now, but please understand, I’d feel more comfortable if you kept a certain distance from other men. People can have ulterior motives, and I worry about you,” Marcus explained, his voice tinged with concern.
Millie was taken aback, feeling as though Marcus was painting all men with a broad brush, including himself.
Love had a way of making people behave selfishly, and Marcus could feel himself sliding into that mindset.
His lack of security stemmed from Millie’s natural beauty, which never failed to attract attention.
That evening, Millie felt more at ease and allowed herself to lean into Marcus’ embrace, feeling the strength in his arms.
She reached for a strawberry and took a bite, savoring the sweet taste.
The sudden ring of Marcus’ phone interrupted their moment. He looked at the caller ID and saw it was Rhea. Glancing at Millie, he caught her rolling her eyes.
“Feeling a little jealous, are you? You can answer it if you like,” Marcus teased, holding the phone out to her.
With a mixture of arrogance and amusement, Millie shook her head, refusing to take the call.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Really?” Marcus asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Do I seem narrow-minded to you? Hurry and answer it. It could be urgent,” Millie remarked.
There was a sly smile on her lips that betrayed her playful demeanor, causing a flicker of suspicion to cross Marcus’ eyes.
While hesitating about taking the call, Millie’s deft fingers pressed the answer button.
He brought the phone to his ear, his relaxed attitude quickly giving way to a more serious expression.
“What’s going on?” Marcus inquired.
“Marcus, how about joiningfor dinner tomorrow?” Rhea’s voice cthrough the other end of the line.
Listening to the conversation, Millie couldn’t help but think that Rhea was maneuvering to escape the impending marriage proposal, but today, fate wasn’t in her favor.
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