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Marcus pivoted, straightening his back to shield Millie’s view, and then raised his right wrist to touch his sleeve.

In truth, he already knew beforehand that the button was missing.

The button didn’t disappear during their fall down the cliff. As a matter of fact, before he ventured to the orchard to search for Millie, he noticed the button’s absence.

Last night, after some contemplation, he surmised he might have left it in Millie’s room or on her bed. He had slept in his shirt that night.

Marcus scanned the surroundings but found no button on the floor. The bed was now tidy, making it impossible to spot.

Observing Millie’s vigilant expression, he deduced that she hadn’t discovered the button belonged to him.

prefer not to walk back, head downstairs and join

he tumed on his heels and strode away. Frowning, Millie carefully stowed the button into

her return, Millie made a beeline for the hospital, keen on

room, her voice, imbued with joy, filled the space. “Grandma, I

day, her grandmother was in a convivial mood, engaging in cheerful banter with Teresa from the comfort of her

Teresa is spot on. The scar on your face has truly vanished,”

chimed in, a smile dancing on her

grandmother reached out to caress Millie’s face with her weathered hand, her eyes shimmering

it brings me is immense. The Thomas family is renowned for its power and stern traditions. Should they

was moved. “Don’t worry, Grandma. Promise me you will live for a hundred years.” She then peeled an orgage for