The nursing assistant opened the door, and the two entered the room.

Inside the VIP ward, everything was immaculate. A woman lay in bed, her delicate features contrasting with her pale complexion. Tubes ran from her hand to a nearby IV. As Millie looked at her, a flicker of recognition crossed her mind.

After a moment of pondering, Millie identified the woman as Rylie, whom she had briefly met at Claudia’s birthday party.

Suddenly, Millie’s eyes caught sight of a man’s coat in the corner trash can. It struck her that the coat might belong to Marcus, and perhaps he had brought his wife here to explain why his coat ended up on another lady.

Rylie gradually opened her eyes upon hearing the noise. Surprise washed over her when she saw who it was, and she slowly sat up.

“Why are you here? Take a seat.”

need to worry. I just wanted to make sure you’re okay. Did the doctor examine you? Is the baby in your womb okay?” His concern for Rylie was evident as he looked

fortunate to have met you today. I didn’t expect that a simple dinner outing would

in the restaurant’s bathroom. Suddenly, she found herself falling to the floor, clutching her

on her feet, only to find her legs stained with blood. Fear gripped her heart, and her face

of longing for him, she had chosen to come to the restaurant where they had first met for dinner, hoping to relive the beautiful memories they had shared. Little did she expect the night

her ordeal, and Millie offered her sincere sympathy. She remembered Bruce mentioning that Rylie’s husband was a friend of Marcus’, but he had faced

apologized to Marcus, “I’m sorry I got your coat dirty. I thought you might not want it anymore, so] asked the nursing assistant to throw it

raised his eyebrows, subtly indicating that she had

intentions. “Don’t worry about the coat. It’s alright,” he said,

“I’m sorry back at the party I wasn’t feeling well and had to leave early,

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