“I made a mistake. I identally let her escape,” Han admitted, his voice tight with suppressed


    anger.


    Marcus’ brow furrowed, and he fell into a momentary silence, seemingly unable to believe that


    someone had escaped from Han’s grasp for the first time. The room was filled with tension.


    Han’s lips tightened, his face clouded with darkness.


    “I will definitely catch her and give you an exnation.”


    “You handle these two individuals,” Marcus said, breaking the silence.


    His voice was calm, but his eyes were hard.


    As Marcus walked out and headed for the operating room, Millie was already waiting there.


    Upon hearing his footsteps, she turned, catching sight of his tall figure approaching. A faint shadow of


    blue beneath his eyes betrayed his weariness, and Millie’s heart ached at the sight.


    “Honey,” she called out softly.


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    “Silly girl, why didn’t you rest at home?”


    Upon seeing Millie, Marcus was momentarily taken aback. He hadn’t expected her toe. A hint of


    helplessnessced his tone as he reached up to gently stroke her soft hair.


    Millie’s eyes were drawn to Marcus’ dark clothing. Her fingers pinched the fabric, realizing with a touch


    that his clothes were wet.


    A surge of concern welled within her. Marcus seemed utterly oblivious to self-care. Did he even realize


    how much she would worry about him, especially in such a condition? Fortunately, she had anticipated


    his neglect for himself and brought along a change of clothing.


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    “Your clothes are wet,” she told him, stepping back to retrieve a bag from a chair.


    “I brought your clothes with me. Go and change.”


    Marcus was momentarily stunned as he epted the bag, but he found everything thoughtfully


    prepared inside: a thick coat, shirt, pants, and socks.


    “Go and change quickly,” Millie urged him.


    “Okay,” Marcus agreed, taking Millie’s hand as they found a staff member to reserve a VIP room.


    Once inside and with the door closed, Marcus began to change, dropping his wet clothes to the floor


    without any hint of self- consciousness. Millie pursed her lips and turned away, a blush coloring her


    cheeks.


    “Honey, I need to go out for a moment. I’ll be right back,” she suddenly said, remembering something.


    While Marcus changed, Millie hurried to the 24-hour restaurant next to the hospital to order meals.


    Knowing Marcus, he hadn’t even taken the time to eat dinner. She knew she had to take care of him.


    After changing into dry clothes, Marcus straightened his cor, a smile touching his lips. Thefort of


    dry clothing was a simple pleasure, but it was greatly enhanced by Millie’s thoughtful care.


    Even though he had told her to stay home and sleep, she had secretlye to the hospital. Her


    presence had driven some of the weariness from his body, and he felt a warmth he could only


    associate with her.


    Sometimes, Marcus mused, Millie was like a small sun, infusing color into his otherwise monochrome


    life.