Noticing Patrick’s furrowed brow and unease, Millie shook her head, managing a smile.


    “No, we’re friends. You haven’t caused me any inconvenience.”


    Patrick’s countenance improved markedly upon witnessing her smile. However, it became apparent


    that she’d relegated him to the friend zone.


    “Indeed, we’re friends. It’s a joy to be in each other’spany.”


    He was a good man. If he harbored affection for someone, he wouldn’t obstruct their happiness.


    As their dishes arrived, Patrick encouraged her, “Let’s enjoy our meal.”


    Amidst their meal, a ck car pulled up near the restaurant,ing to a stop.


    The window of the car rolled down, and Marcus’ gaze fell upon Millie, seated within the restaurant.


    As Millie partook in her meal, her phone interrupted the dining scene with a call emanating from


    Marcus.


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    Perplexed by the sudden intrusion, she had no time to inquire before a stern voice reverberated on the


    line.


    “Where are you?”


    The tone struck a disconcerting chord, immediately putting Millie on edge.


    Subconsciously, she scanned her surroundings as if she could sense his gaze piercing through her.


    In a subdued tone, she replied, “We’re having a meal outside.”


    Unrelenting, he pressed on, “With whom?”


    The atmosphere grew increasingly strained. Perturbed, Millie stammered, “A friend.”


    Though there was no real reason for her to feel so guilty, her anxiety surged.


    In a heartbeat, Marcus issued anothermand. “Come out.”


    Stammering, Millie echoed, “Come… Out?” A wave of apprehension washed over her as Marcus’ next


    words reached her ears.


    “What’s wrong?” rmed by the sudden shift, Patrick lowered his fork, concern etched across his


    features.


    As realization dawned, Millie turned to peer outside the restaurant, her gaze fixed on Marcus’ imposing


    car.


    “Quickly. Or else I’ll assume you’re being unfaithful.”