Chapter: 417

Millie recalled that he often got up earlier than her. Here in this hotel, he got up earlier than her, but she justified it by his responsibilities.

Their argument waned, and a silence fell as they gazed into each other’s eyes.

Millie felt drawn into his gaze, unable to escape, seeing her reflection in his eyes.

Her logic warned her not to succumb, but she felt powerless.

Breaking the spell, Millie told Marcus, “You should rise. It’s getting late.”

tried to sleep more but found herself restless, and so she went

entering the hotel’s hall, she encountered Nancy and Laurel

lay Nancy’s design draft, both women giving

ordered a coffee, and found a secluded comer to

small cafe. Despite her chosen spot, she

Nancy remarked while casting a glance in the direction of Millie, who

are marked with dark circles. It seems that her anxiety over completing the design

uncooperative mind refuses to provide her any inspiration. Just

took a sip before setting it aside. She then approached the table where Nancy was seated, casting a glance at the draft paper. Noticing that Nancy had only just started the design, a smile

I apologize. My design is already complete. Put in the effort, Nancy, because by the

design, fearful

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