Chapter 534


    He dared to venture out and flirt with other women.


    Emerging from the bathroom, sleep was thest thing on Millie’s mind. She resumed her seat at the desk, focusing on her


    designs.


    Not much time psed before a voice from the bed called out, “Come here, help me take off my clothes.”


    Slightly furrowing her delicate brows, Millie pretended not to hear.


    Marcus’ tone grew louder.


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    “Are your hands broken?” Millie retorted without sparing a nce.


    A brief silence hung in the air. Millie assumed he had drifted off to sleep, so she grasped her pen again. Yet, in the next moment,


    a bellow erupted from behind.


    “Aren''t youing over? Do you want me toe to you and do it myself?”


    Jaw clenched, Millie stood up, approached, and ascended the bed. A peculiar scent met her nose, and she set to unbuttoning his


    clothes.


    Her motive was simple: to prevent his scent from tainting the room. After all, she would have to sleep in this very roomter.


    To some degree, Marcusplied, making it rtively easy for her to remove his shirt.


    As she went about undressing him, a surge of irritation welled within Millie. As her fingers grazed his taut abdominal muscles,


    she impulsively pinched them.


    Marcus winced in pain and sat up, his expression a mix of difort and annoyance.


    “Are you trying to kill me?” he snapped, his re piercing Millie, who suddenly found his gaze deeply unsettling. An icy hush


    enveloped the room.


    Millie mumbled, trying to exin, “No, my nails are just a bit too long. | didn’t mean to hurt you.”


    Marcus lowered his gaze, noting the red mark on his abdomen.


    usatorily, he pointed out, “You did it on purpose!”


    Momentary guilt shed through Millie, but she raised her gaze, her eyes unwavering.


    “What? You hang out with other women and then expect me to undress you when you return? | identally hurt you, and you''re


    upset about that?”


    As if the wind had been knocked out of him, Marcus seemed to dete, copsing back onto the bed. He would nevery a hand


    on a woman, especially not his own wife.


    Yet she had definitely crossed a line with that action. She rubbed the tender spot on his abdomen, causing him to wince in pain.