“Yes, he is dining here. I crossed paths with him in the restroom. Weren’t you aware of his presence?”

A silent shake of her head was her response. Millie hadn’t noticed his presence, presuming he was sequestered in a private dining area while she managed the main hall.

“I need to attend to other guests. Excuse me.” Sensing Patrick’s probing interest in her relationship with Marcus and the tenderness reflected in his gaze, Millie felt an urgency to break off their conversation.

Bound by her marriage, it was important for her to maintain a certain distance.

“Wait. How is your relationship with him? You don’t strike me as an ordinary couple.”

Just as Millie prepared to leave, Patrick’s words rang out, his clenched fist betraying his internal struggle.

Millie was an exemplary woman, a bright moon in a starlit sky, deserving

the renowned Marcus didn’t measure

working here long; I’m just filling in for a friend who’s traveling. Once she returns, I’ll revert

suspected a facade. Marcus’ own admission of their relationship that night at the orange orchard fueled his

to be a pair. Was it even

observed him sharing an intimate moment with a woman as ] left

her before escorting her

Millie distress, yet he relayed what he had

Millie’s brows drew together.

obsessive-compulsive, never let anyone touch his clothes. His willingness to drape his coat over a woman suggested her significance to

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