“He’s in the lounge nearby. Follow me, please.”


    Trenton turned, heading toward a bookshelf. He raised his hand, pressing a part of the wall that


    concealed a door.


    Millie blinked in surprise, then promptly followed Trenton into the room. The interior was elegantly


    appointed. Marcus reclined on a sofa, his form draped against the cushions, his eyes closed in evident


    weariness.


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    “Miss Brown, I apologize for the inconvenience and appreciate your care for Mr. Thomas.” Trenton


    addressed Millie, then discreetly shut the door.


    Approaching the sofa, Millie was about to reach out and assess Marcus ‘ even with his he temperature.


    Yet, eyes closed, urately captured her wrist, drawing her closer to him.


    A startled yelp escaped Millie’s Lips.


    He cradled Millie’s head against his chest, his strong chin finding rest atop her head, caressing it


    tenderly.


    “I’ll ask Trenton to manage things at the design department and grant you some time off. Could you


    spare the afternoon to be by my side?”


    His tone wasden with weariness and a note of entreaty.


    He couldn’t be certain if Millie would agree. She was a dedicated worker through and through.


    Marcus’ fever was so intense that even through theyers of fabric, Millie could feel the radiating


    warmth from his body. Indeed, likening him to a furnace wouldn’t be an exaggeration.


    Ailing as he was, Marcus seemed almost akin to a vulnerable, gentle giant, his usual sternness and


    coldness rendered feeble.


    Nestled against his chest, Millie gave a nod.


    “ALL right, I’ll apany you to the hospital.”


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    “No, I don’t want to go to the hospital. Trenton just brought some medicine.”


    Millie’s gaze fell on the unopened medicine box resting on the table.


    “Release me first, and then take the medicine.”


    He relinquished his grip on Millie.


    She retrieved the medicine from the table, unsealing it before fetching some warm water to aid his


    intake.


    As Marcus swallowed the pills, the bitterness triggered an instinctive furrow in his brow.


    “Have some water.”


    Anticipating the bitterness, Millie promptly offered a ss of water.


    Once the medicine was taken care of, Millie tidied up the table, catching Marcus’ gaze fixated upon her,


    a soft affection evident in his eyes.


    “Let’s head home,” proposed Millie.