Thereafter, Marcus sent another message to Millie.


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    “Sweetheart, I’m currently upied. Please remember to take care of it for me.”


    Putting his phone aside, he leaned back, crossed his legs, and rhythmically tapped his fingers on the


    table.


    “Mr. Griffin has shared his standpoint. What are your thoughts?”


    Reading the message, Millie touched her flushed cheek, feeling the warmth spreading across it.


    Initially, he entreated her with gentle words, but eventually resorted to a directmand.


    Millie grumbled inwardly, but she ultimately decided to assist him.


    She slipped on gloves to shield her wound from the water’s touch.


    Filling the sink with water and addingundry detergent, she began to wash the garment with great


    care.


    As Millie went about her task, she hung up the cleaned piece and then realized it resembled the one


    she had once bought for him.


    She had bought it casually. Surprisingly, it fitted him perfectly.


    Havingpleted the chore, Millie retreated to her bedroom and settled onto the bed. Before long, her


    phone rang again. It was Marcus calling.


    “Honey, are you finished washing the clothes?”


    Millie felt a rush of shyness. Why did he keep asking the same question?


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    “Honey?” he asked again.


    Speaking in hushed tones, Millie admitted, “I’ve finished washing it.”


    Laughter reverberated through the phone.


    “Excellent. I’ll bring you some delectable food!”


    “Okay.”


    “I’ve been away all day. Did you miss me?”


    As a reflex, Millie replied, “No, it’s only been one day.”


    “Well, I’ve missed you so intensely that I couldn’t resist sending you messages during the meeting.”


    The sentiment made Millie’s heart swell with tenderness.


    “Honey, focus on your work.”