“How did you know?” Millie asked, surprised.
“Coincidentally, my girlfriend also attended Preagend University. She mentioned it to me,” Mylo
disclosed.
Millie’s gaze alighted upon the girl who was absorbed in her meal, fingers dancing across her phone’s
screen.
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“Thank you! I*1l drink it on her behalf.” Marcus took the wine ss that Mylo handed to Millie.
“Come on. Just take one sip. It’s a gesture of goodwill, and she should appreciate it personally,” Mylo
urged.
Observing Millie, Marcus held the wine ss delicately and reassured, “No need to fret, we’re a team.”
“You’re correct. As a married couple, you should be connected both emotionally and… physically.”
Mylo pauses for a moment to emphasize the word physically.
Feeling ufortable, Millie thought Mylo was truly irritating. Millie cast aplex nce at Marcus.
Marcus downed his drink and guided Millie away from the smooth-talking Mylo.
cing the cup casually on the table, Marcus fixed his gaze on Millie with a yful glint in his eyes.
“What were you thinking just now? You seemed lost in thought.”
Millie felt a rush of guilt. Did he pick up on her thoughts about the hidden meaning of Mylo’s words?
“After he mentioned wanting us to be happy…”
Marcus leaned slightly, shielding them from prying eyes.
She hadn’t expected him to catch her momentarypse.
But she certainly wouldn’t confess what was on her mind. “N-n-nothing,” Millie stammered, her anxiety
evident as she scanned the surroundings.
“Really?” A deep smile yed on Marcus’ handsome face.
Holding her breath, Millie managed, “Believe it or not, I’m going to have something to eat.”
She reached for a skewer from the side, about to take a bite, when she hesitated. Realization dawned
on her; the roast sausage seemed to carry a hidden innuendo after Mylo’s remarks.
“Why aren’t you eating?”
“I don’t want this,” Millie admitted, her embarrassment causing her to shake her head. Opting for a
squid instead, she tried to move past her awkward thoughts.