Chapter 157


    Chapter: 157


    Why did Bruce think Millie got hurt from falling down the stairs?Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    Marcus looked towards Millie for an answer to that.


    Millie was putting on a white T-shirt, with blue denim shorts that exposed her long slender and exceptionally beautiful legs.


    She had also taken off the gauze that was supposed to be on her face and hid her injuries with a thin mask. Today, she left her


    hair down. The long ck hair fell lightly and gracefully down her back, adding more charm to her beauty.


    Millie flushed a little from embarrassment under Marcus’ gaze. It wasn’t as though she lied to Bruce from some evil reason. She


    just said it casually to stop him from prying. She didn’t think he would blurt it out the first chance he got.


    Anyways, the words were out there. She wasn’t going to pay any mind to Bruce’s slip up, nor was she going to squirm under


    Marcus’ scrutinizing gaze.


    Instead, she looked around, her eyes taking in the environment. The sky was clear blue, and the orange trees filled the vast


    space, making it look like a forest. The air was exceptionally fresh. Not like the polluted one they all inhaled in town. For some


    reason, she felt like she was actually shaking off the bad luck that had been following her. Like Bruce had promised, she did feel


    better.


    Meanwhile, Rhea’s jealous gaze followed Millie like a hawk, her eyes burning with anger. She held the wide brim of her sun hat


    in a tight grip for control.


    “Damn you, Bruce!” she murmured under her breath. Why did he have to bring Millie here? She couldn''t hold her tongue much


    longer.


    “Bruce, why did youe here? You usually hate participating in thesepany activities.”


    “That’s true, but | figured that since you''ve been here for two days already, it must be fun. | couldn’t miss out on it,” Bruce replied


    easily.


    Rhea gritted her teeth and fought to control her emotions. Yes, he wanted toe, but did Millie really have to tag along? Why


    couldn’t she just divorce with Marcus?


    “We should go in and check in first,” Bruce said to Millie, closing the car door.


    At the front desk, Millie took out her ID and said to the receptionist, “A single room, please.”


    The words were barely out her mouth when Bruce seized the ID from her hand.


    “You don’t need to check in when your husband is here. You can just share the same room with him. Let me go and get his room


    card for you.”


    “Thanks, but that’s not necessary.” Millie’s words hung in the air.


    Bruce was already out the door in search of Marcus.


    Outside, Marcus was discussing business matters with a senior manager. When the man saw Bruce approaching, he stopped


    talking for Bruce to speak first.


    “[m sorry for interrupting, Marcus, can you give me your room card? Millie needs to keep her things inside,” Bruce said with a


    mischievous glint in his eyes, extending his hand to Marcus.


    Marcus narrowed his eyes at Bruce; the sinister and suggestive smile on his cousin’s face making him feel like there was an


    underlying message in that request.


    A few people that heard Bruce hooted withughter, understanding what that meant.