Celeste’s anger mounted. “Do you honestly think Marcus’ heart belongs entirely to you?”
Just then, Marcus’manding footsteps resonated through the room.
“Mom, why are you here?” he asked.
The room’s atmosphere shifted, growing chilly with Marcus’ imposing presence.
A twinge of guilt passed through Celeste. She hastily withdrew the card, hoping Marcus hadn’t seen it.
She deflected, saying, “You haven’t been home for so long. I came to see how you were.”
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Marcus’ arrival was poorly timed. Celeste hadn’t yet secured Millie’s agreement to the divorce.
Always shrewd, Celeste was determined to send Millie away without allowing Marcus to be aware
of her ns. Any hint of her intentions might jeopardize her rtionship with her son.
She was determined to make sure that Millie would leave on her own.
“It won’t be long before I return,” Marcus assured her.
His eyes fell on the silent Millie, and he sensed that something was amiss.
“You were severely injured before. How can you heal properly here? The air is polluted. You should
return today,” Celeste remarked.
“My wound is nearly healed. There’s no need for concern,” Marcus replied calmly.
“Really? Let me see your wound,” Celeste said, her voiceced with doubt.
It was only the previous day that Rhea had discovered Marcus’ injury. Now, to hear Marcus im it was
healed seemed strange to Celeste.
Marcus’ face was clouded with impatience as he said, “It’s true, Mother. I think you should head home.”
Celeste’s difort was palpable. Although she was his mother, Marcus’ attention had been fixed on
Millie from the moment he’d retummed, as if he feared she might be bullied by Celeste.
What a cunning woman Millie was! Marcus had clearly fallen under her spell.
He was even annoyed by his own mother’s concern.
With a warning nce at Millie, Celeste reminded Marcus, “Take care of that wound and make sure it
doesn’t be infected.”
Having said that, she left.
Millie understood the unspoken warning in Celeste’s departing look.