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He resolved to take her back to the hotel and summon a physician. Her pallor troubled him, stoking fears of frostbite.

“I can manage to walk,” Millie protested weakly, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

“Are you truly capable of walking?” Marcus’ tone was both gentle and firm.

Silenced by his question, Millie’s protests died on her lips. She was so fatigued that standing seemed an insurmountable task, let alone walking.

Resignedly, she decided to relish the comfort and stability of Marcus’ arms.

She lowered her head, inhaling the fresh scent of him. It smelled so pleasing.

Huh?

was she doing? Noticing that Millie was sniffing him, almost like an affectionate puppy, Marcus inhaled sharply, his brow furrowing before a

This woman was endearing.

smile. Its warmth, as radiant as

ice

in his arms, Marcus

seemed to accentuate the room’s low ceiling. The sound of their movement drew the attention of

their impending departure, Derek quickly took a sip

to find Millie, Mr. Thomas’ stern countenance had kept them on edge, so anxious that they dared not even

compounded after discovering the snow pit and worrying that Millie might have fallen