“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.

expression etched on his face, Patrick went back to his table. Just in time,

his brow in surprise

prepared this myself. Please

Millie, who had been toiling tirelessly all evening without a hint of exhaustion but rather a playful glint in her eyes, Patrick’s heart ached like a

the orange orchard, everyone slacked off, with the sole exception of Millie, who worked eamestly. Here, amidst the laid-back waiters, her industrious spirit

infrequent encounters, Patrick held a deep regard for Millie; in

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

crafted. Millie, seizing a moment

virtues extending beyond taste and promising beauty,

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

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