Chapter: 186

After the final wisps of his second cigarette joined the night, he disrobed, slipping beneath the quilt with practiced ease.

The sun heralded a new day, and Millie rose at the last possible moment.

‘As she prepared to tidy the bed, she was taken aback by the evidence of an uninvited guest—an indentation suggesting company.

A shiver claimed her as she noticed the window ajar.

The previous night’s memories flooded back—the window she had secured with conviction, the upright pillow now flattened.

panic seized Millie. Had she shared

share a bed with her.

have

chest. She hastily

remained: she had shared her bed with a man. Judging by the size and breadth of

Yet the thought of

Millie. She vowed to find

in the heart of a pavilion, a restaurant perched on a lake, enjoying

gaze, Marcus spied Millie, her hair in a haphazard bun, appearing listless and entangled in her thoughts, looking as if

teeth ground together in anger. She yearned to find

of the restaurant, all eyes became fixated on her. According to the company’s chronometer of civility, the breakfast would commence promptly at half past seven. Millie had arrived late, exuding an air of languid ease that sharply contradicted

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