With his hands in his pockets, Marcus gave Mylo a stern look, indicating that he should exin himself


    to Millie right away.


    Approaching Millie, who had an angry expression, Mylo felt uneasy. He cleared his throat and coughed.


    “Ahem, ahem.”


    Millie gave him an exasperated look and inquired, “What’s going on with you? If your throat is sore, you


    should take some medicine.”


    Mylo shed a forced grin.


    “Nah, no cold here. I’m actually healthier than your husband. I dropped by to say I’m sorry. Your


    husband has never been to those ces before. I made that up because I was just in jealous of how


    sweet you are.”


    Mylo couldn’t help but feel like a coward. After exining everything to Millie, he would have to console


    Judie, which was quite embarrassing for him. He despised having to do that.


    “You don’t need to exin,” Millie responded.


    Millie dried her feet, put on her shoes, and quickly left.


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    It was really frustrating. Many guys seemed to think it was perfectly fine to have a foot massage. Plus,


    they imed they didn’t hire prostitutes. So, why did it bother their partners so much?


    However, it was entirely uneptable for a waitress to touch her beloved man’s body with her hands.


    She couldn’t forgive that, no matter what. The mere thought of it irritated her.


    “Hey, Millie, please don’t leave.”


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    Millie hurriedly departed. Mylo contemted chasing after her, but after taking a couple of steps, he


    sensed someone’s gaze fixed on him. He turned around and saw Judie ring at him with fury in her


    eyes.


    Mylo knew that if he left Judie behind to follow Millie, Judie would never forgive him.


    “Come on! Give me a good beating!” Mylo turned to Marcus with a heavy sigh, inviting Marcus to take a


    swing at him.


    “I’ll deal with youter.”


    Watching Millie’s retreating figure, Marcus felt anxious. He was worried about the flip-flops Millie was


    wearing, which could easily cause her to slip. Additionally, she hadn’t changed out of her swimsuit


    while Leaving, which could attract unwanted attention from onlookers.


    In a hurry, Marcus went after her.


    Millie hurriedly returned to her wooden house.


    Walking in her path, Marcus discovered Millie seated by the window, her face nk, engrossed in


    watching videos. It just so happened that Millie stumbled upon a video of a woman massaging a male


    guest, and for some reason, it sparked anger within her.


    Still clutching her discarded garments, Marcus, relieved to find her in the room, gently uttered, “Hey,


    sweetheart…”


    Although Millie was well aware of the immense pressure Marcus was under because of his injury, she


    couldn’t suppress her difort.


    The mere thought of other women having physical contact with him was agonizing.


    Despite Marcus’s insistence that he had never visited the location, Millie found it difficult to believe.


    Given his noble status and extensive business connections, she was convinced that he might have


    unintentionally experienced something simr.