Marcus felt grateful that he’d arrived just in time to intervene.


    At the sound of Millie’s voice, Marcus’ steadfast profile subtly shifted, his eyes softening.


    “I wanted to surprise you,” he exined.


    In response, Millie instinctively lifted the corners of her lips. She recognized that his schedule was


    typically demanding, making his presence here a genuine effort.


    A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y


    At times, Millie couldn’t shake the sense that everything unfolded with uncanny synchronicity. During


    their previous encounter at Snow Mountain Vi, Laurel ridiculed her with acerbic remarks. Laurel’s


    mockery stemmed from Humphrey’svish gift to Nancy-a precious bracelet. The barbs insinuated that


    Marcus didn’t hold the same affection for Millie.


    Yet, by a twist of fate, Marcus had bestowed upon Millie an invaluable hairpin.


    And today, just as Hans derided her, Marcus materialized like a celestial force, silencing him entirely.


    He had used the most impactful means to refute the baseless ims.


    Upon arriving home, Marcus closed the door and pressed Millie against the wall, his tone imbued with


    sternness.


    “Millie, henceforth, you’re to refrain from acting without notifying me in advance,”


    Acting without notifying?


    “You must apprise me beforehand of your whereabouts, particrly if it’s a journey of some distance.”


    Millie’s intrinsic independence often prompted her to venture wherever she pleased. By the time he


    became aware, she was already on her way.


    Recognizing Marcus’ absence of jest, a pang of trepidation gripped Millie as she meekly nodded.


    “Of course, honey. I’ll exercise greater mindfulness moving forward.”


    But Marcus didn’t reply, leaving Millie to wonder if her apology fell short of sincerity.


    “Darling, would you care for a tour of my room?” Millie quirked an eyebrow.


    Marcus remained steadfast, his gaze tracing the contours of her delicate features-the elegantly arched


    nose, the tender curve of her lips. Involuntarily, he cleared his throat and leaned in, capturing her lips in


    a passionate kiss.


    Even a mere day apart intensified his longing for Millie.


    Taken aback, Millie hadn’t anticipated such unrestrained boldness in broad daylight. She struggled


    momentarily but soon surrendered, her strength waning,


    After a lingering kiss, Marcus eased back. Millie exhaled and yfully nudged him, then grasped his


    hand, guiding him to her room,


    “Take a seat. I’ll go boil some water for tea,” she offered.


    His fervent kiss had left her Lips slightly parched.


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    Surveying the room, Marcus observed the confines of Millie’s bedroom. Though not overly spacious, it


    was immacte and organized. On the sunlit windowsill rested a notebook and a vase containing a


    single sunflower. Advancing toward the bed, he initially noted the slender coverlet. However, upon


    closer inspection, he spotted a gleaming de peeking out from beneath the sky-blue pillow.


    Lifting the pillow, he unveiled a sharp dagger concealed underneath. A furrow etched his brow. Millie


    had hidden a self-defense knife beneath her pillow, The implication was clear-she was prepared to


    defend herself.