“Marcus!”

Turning around, Marcus found the source of the voice. He was taken aback and quickly walked over.

“How did you end up in this state?”

The woman shook her head with a look of despair, her eyes wide with fright.

“I’m not feeling well. Can you please take me to the hospital?”

Patrick, emerging from the restroom, caught sight of Marcus taking off his jacket and draping it over a woman.

on his face, Patrick went back to his table. Just in time, a goblet of honey-infused lemonade was

wasn’t his order. Patrick cocked his brow in surprise and tured to see Millie wearing a warm

voice twinkling like morning dew. “I prepared

all evening without a hint of exhaustion but rather a playful glint in her eyes, Patrick’s heart ached like a wounded bird. His mind

the sole exception of Millie, who worked

a deep regard for Millie; in

to the staff: dream up a cooling concoction to quench the heat. The most refreshing and popular recipe

a plethora of beverages were crafted. Millie, seizing a moment of respite,

a symphony of sweet and sour notes, its virtues extending beyond taste and promising beauty, weight loss, and

Patrick took a direct sip from the goblet. The fusion of sweetness and sourness flowed into his throat, leaving him rejuvenated. He nodded, his words as clear as a mountain stream. “This honey

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