Assuming he was dozing off, Millie lifted her gaze at one point, only to find Marcus staring at her.
“Don’t stare at me. Shut your eyes and rest.”
Marcus responded with a teasing curl of his lips, “But observing you is far more captivating.”
“A bit cheeky, aren’t you?”
Millie yfully touched his forehead. While it had slightly cooled, he still had a mild fever.
“Do you really have to attend the meeting?”
Marcus interlocked their hands, sping hers tightly.
“If I skip it, how am I supposed to secure that project? And acquire massive diamond rings, handbags,
and outfits for you?”
Amusement danced in Millie’s eyes, her smile evident.
“I don’t need you to pamper me. I can make my own money.”
Feigning disappointment, Marcus muttered, “Oh? So, you don’t want me to spoil you?”
As his sentence trailed off, he proceeded to rub her _ hand mischievously.
“I want to spoil you. The world is teeming with wealthy men. If I don’t shower you with extravagance,
they might think I’m not up to par inpeting with them.”
With a sly grin, Marcus yfully nipped at her supple neck.
Millie retreated hastily. If he left a visible mark, it would be tough to conceal.
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Struggling to stand, she instructed, “Get up. It’s time for your meeting.”
His verbosity hardly matched his sickly appearance.
Standing up, Marcus straightened his attire, and prior to departing, he turned back and stated, “Wait
here. I’ll be done swiftly, and then we’ll head home together.”
In a mere half hour, Marcus returned.
En route home, Marcus arranged for a chauffeur, and he clung to Millie in the backseat.
Abruptly, Marcus directed the driver, Kase, to pull over.
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Kaseplied promptly. Both Millie and Kase exchanged perplexed nces as Marcus disembarked,
entering a nearby flower shop. He emerged with an ample bouquet of lilies, cing them in Millie’s
arms upon reentering the vehicle.
“Flowers for you.”
Millie blinked, momentarily taken aback.