Chapter 187


    Chapter: 187


    Once seated, though tardy, Millie found her appetite missing. An unbearable weight clung to her heart.


    Apart from Marcus, the others at the table were thepany’s brass, the power holders. As Millie upied her seat, their


    expressions morphed into inquisitive masks.


    Marcus, unfazed, picked up his milk ss, leaned back leisurely, and cast a sideways nce at Millie.


    He remembered how he had slipped back into his room at the crack of dawn, guilt gnawing at his conscience as he stole a


    nce at Millie’s flushed, peaceful countenance in slumber.


    His initial intention was merely to find sce in Millie’s bed, troubled by sleepless nights. But seeing her sleep so peacefully, his


    heart faltered, sumbing to the temptation of staying longer.


    He had intended to recline upon the bed, simply to acquaint himself with its touch, before promptly departing. However, little did


    he anticipate that he would find himself on the cusp of slumber, lingering in the embrace of sleep until the break of dawn.


    If Millie knew that he slept in her bedst night, she would be furious.


    Although Marcus never doubted his allure, he had an uncanny feeling that if Millie were to discover his nocturnal intrusion, her


    reaction would not mirror the delight of a woman who had won a fortune.


    As Millie listlessly forked a piece of bread and chewed, she allowed her palm to prop up her cheek, her mind lost in thought.


    She was wondering who that manst night was. Such a scoundrel.


    She recalled Marcus being in her room before she retired for the night and surreptitiously shot him a sidelong nce. Could he


    be the man?


    What if he had utched the window in the morning?


    Marcus, in the meantime, was engrossed in dissecting his steak, the profile of his face radiating authority. No signs of deviation


    were evident.


    Marcus met her gaze as he casually lifted his eyes; the timing was so precise they almost locked eyes, but Millie managed to


    avert her gaze swiftly.


    She yearned to seize Derek, who stood diligently by her side, and interrogate him about Marcus’ whereaboutsst night.


    “Mrs. Thomas, you seem under the weather. Shall | escort you to the hospital?”


    Noticing her preupied demeanor, Derek interjected preemptively.


    Millie shook her head, dismissing his concern. “No, I’m fine. My sleep was just a bit disturbedst night.”


    “Was the room not to yourfort? I''ll arrange a different one for you.”


    The memory of the morning’s utched window sent a chill through Millie. She was on edge.Content is ? 2024 N?velDrama.Org.


    “Did you hear about Charli’s ordealst night? She was terrified when she discovered a man peering at her through the window


    during herte-night bathroom visit.”


    “It could be a prowler, sneaking in under the cover of darkness.”