“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.

back to his table. Just in time,

order. Patrick cocked his brow in surprise and tured

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

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 wounded bird. His

exception of Millie, who worked eamestly. Here, amidst

Millie; in his eyes, she was a benevolent soul who deserved nothing

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

beverages were crafted. Millie, seizing a moment of respite, concocted a blend of honey

its virtues extending beyond taste and promising beauty, weight loss, and relief from

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

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