Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Shutting off the water, he wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and in the moment before the shadow could press against the door, he quickly twisted the knob and pulled it open, bumping right into Millie who'd sneaked up.

"Who let you in?!"

Fury was brewing in his eyes like an impending storm.

"I've told you, you're not allowed in here. Can't you understand?! Where do you get the guts?!"

Feeling the icy chill emanating from him, Millie's limbs went cold, "I-I came to bring you coffee."

He smirked cruelly, his words cutting deep, "What do you think you're doing? You think I'm clueless? Just because we've hung out a few times, you think you're important? I've seen plenty of women like you-just a wave of my hand and they come running like dogs. What makes you any different? Even if you stood naked in front of me, I wouldn't spare you a second glance."

Murray looked down on her, his gaze filled with contempt. "You know why?"

Millie was trembling all over, covering her ears, shaking her head frantically, "No... I don't want to hear, please stop-"

"Can't bear to hear it? Then don't bother me. I find it disgusting. Get out!"

In tears, Millie ran away.

Murray carelessly knocked over the tray she had brought.

That night, Millie laid awake until dawn, her pillow soaked with tears, haunted by his heartless and cold demeanor.

pregnant with his child; shouldn't he be treating

was still set on Roseanne, wishing to rekindle their old

Millie couldn't stay in bed any longer. In a fit

master bedroom, the mess of spilled coffee and broken pieces on the floor disgusted

she heard a crash from

with these people? So

family of

She wished she could hand

then, thinking of the

every month, her anger dissipated. She approached the adjacent room's

instructing me

response from inside, which puzzled

just now? Why so quiet

opened, and a weak voice came through:

her abdomen, her forehead covered in swea

genuine, and Sadie pave

for her phone, ready to call for help: "What's... what's

forehead, "Crap! The driver's off today. I'm calling 911 right now, Ms. Millie, hang in

angry and anxious. "How long for an ambulance?