NovelEnglishMillie’s eyes widened as she felt the sharp point against her skin, and she let out a soft gasp.
“Let her go!” Marcus’ face twisted with rage and concern.
“Put away your gun first,” Leon retorted, his voice filled with determination.
Upon seeing Millie in obvious discomfort, he swiftly put away his gun without another word.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Watch her. If Fiona ever threatens Millie again, I’ll make her wish for a quick death,” Marcus commanded Leon, his voice laced with cold fury.
Leon’s grip on the pen loosened, and he quickly let go of Millie, tossing the pen aside. He then shifted his attention to Fiona and walked toward her.
With one last look at Millie’s reddening neck and a glare at Fiona, Marcus took Millie’s hand and strode out of the room, leaving behind a heavy silence.
Once inside the car, Millie gingerly wiped her neck with a damp tissue, her eyes flicking to Marcus. His face was still set in a mask of anger, his hands gripping the steering wheel tightly.
Millie reached over, wrapping her fingers around his hand. The urge to exact revenge on Fiona bubbled within her. If not for the law, she would have taken that gun herself and ended Fiona’s life that instant.
The past few days had been a nightmare. Fiona’s malicious schemes had left Millie wounded, violated. The evidence she had searched against Fiona was discarded as trash by Leon.
Seeing the barrel of Marcus’ gun pressed against Fiona’s temple had been a cathartic release of her pent-up rage.
But because Millie was around, Marcus’ anger had subsided.
“Millie, all I want is to keep you safe,” he said, his voice soft but resolute.
In the past, Marcus had never feared death, but now the prospect terrified him. If something were to happen to him, who would be there to protect Millie? He wanted to be her shield and comfort for the rest of his life. m fine,” Millie said, giving him a reassuring smile.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“That’s different.” Marcus’ gaze drifted to the bright cityscape beyond the window, his head shaking slowly in denial.
Meanwhile, in the hospital ward, Fiona was nestled against Leon’s chest and sobbing.
“I was so terrified, Leon! Thank God you were here. I honestly thought the gun might go off, and I’d never see you again.”
A few tense minutes passed before Leon finally pushed Fiona away, his face etched with concer.
“What did you do to Millie?” he asked, recalling the blood on Marcus’ clothing.
Something serious must have transpired.
He knew Marcus well enough to realize he wouldn’t resort to his gun without a substantial reason.
Fiona’s pulse quickened, her mind racing. Did Marcus threaten her life because Giovanni had failed to assassinate Millie and had been captured? Had Giovanni betrayed her?
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