“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.

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

his brow in surprise and tured to see

her voice twinkling like morning dew. “I prepared this myself. Please be the first to savor

a hint of exhaustion but rather a playful glint in her eyes, Patrick’s heart ached like a wounded bird. His

the orange orchard, everyone slacked off, with the sole exception of Millie,

encounters, Patrick held a deep regard for Millie; in his eyes,

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

crafted. Millie, seizing a moment of respite, concocted a

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

into his throat, leaving him rejuvenated. He nodded, his words as clear as a mountain stream.

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