Chapter: 22

The servant did not respond for a while, but after some hesitation, she suggested, “Madam, you should apologize to Sir Marcus. We’re not allowed to give you any food until he says so.”

Millie’s expression instantly wilted. She would rather starve than apologize to Marcus.

As the sun went down, nightfall quickly followed. Millie dragged her famished body to the mirror and examined her reflection. She felt thinner than she did that morning.

She pinched her cheeks, wondering if she would be the first wealthy man’s wife to starve to death.

Millie grabbed her mask and put it on, realizing that complaining would not help her situation. She swallowed her saliva, hoping it would quell her hunger, and began drawing the outline of a ring with a highlighter pen.

she heard a

Unless the person outside was there to bring her food, she had

you there? This is

named Bruce. Millie wrinkled her forehead thoughtfully, and then she remembered. Marcus’s uncle had a

interrupted when the door opened from

his hand, Bruce poked his head into the room. When he saw Millie, his eyes lit up, and he

I heard you’re the

a mask, so you must be my cousin-in-law,

a venomous tongue the brat had! If she were Preagend’s ugliest woman, he would have to be the city’s ugliest

after she

what happened. I can’t believe that scum, Marcus, won’t allow you to eat. How could he deny you food?

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