Millie threw a quizzical look at Marcus, uncertain of his motives.

“Try some soup,” Marcus suggested, his tone steady.

In a moment of perplexity, Millie pondered why.

After a few seconds, she flashed a smile. “Well, the soup does look tempting. I’ll have some.”

Millie relished a bowl of soup. Although it wasn’t the fish she craved, she was aware that her choice would still be a thom in Rhea’s side.

Marcus pursed his lips. Millie was an odd one, continuing to eat the spicy fish even as her lips swelled.

on her fork was shaking, She was certain that this wretched woman had bewitched Marcus. How she yearned to toss the soup in Millie’s

savored her soup in tranquilly. Marcus, too, was indulging his appetite, serving himself an additional bowl of

in her chair, a sense of relaxation washing

his fork, his foot

upstairs. I need to discuss

watched Marcus ascend the

surprise and jealousy swirling in Rhea’s eyes, Millie stood and followed in Marcus’

he asked her to join

door swung open. Without warning, Millie’s wrist was seized,

“ah”

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