Chapter: 193

Returning the collective glare, Millie spun on her heels and fled. She returned to the hotel, retrieved a basket, and then sprinted to the orchard. She began to pick every orange in sight. Her eyes began to sting as she was overcome with a sense of injustice.

She had no desire to return to this cursed place. Her luck here had been abysmal; she had been targeted for assassination, lost her virtue, and was nearly suffocated by that brute Marcus.

After collecting the oranges her grandmother wished to eat, she would make a swift exit. Regardless of the distance, she was determined to return home, even if she had to do it on foot.

“Marcus, are you so quickly willing to absolve Millie of her transgressions? She nearly brought about my end.”

Rhea, with the corner of her lips caught between her teeth, collapsed into a fit of tears. A torrent of disbelief surged within her as she registered Marcus’ readiness to forgive Millie. It felt as though her actions and her sacrifices were meaningless echoes in a vast void.

allowed his gaze to sweep briefly over Rhea. She was attempting to bridge

into a

remained an unnoticed shadow in the comers of

“Marcus.”

to snare his attention, but

you not notice my

wife and your confidante. If 1 maintain my

such cold disdain. Her

to your quarters and attire yourself anew,” Marcus instructed,

Rhea contemplated, a realization bitter and sorrowful

“Very well.”

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