His choice of words—suggestive in broad daylight—brought a flush to Millie’s cheeks.

She pouted, asserting with a touch of haughtiness, “Who said I’d bear a son for you?”

“Having a daughter would be just as delightful,” Marcus responded, a mischievous glint in his eyes as they locked with Millie’s.

That playful smile on his regal features sent a whirl of dizziness through Millie.

His towering presence eclipsed her, blocking out the sunlight. Steeling herself, she murmured with feigned discontent, “Who said I’d bear any children for you?”

Marcus remained silent, adjusting her seat, fastening her seatbelt, and promptly closing her car door before circling to the front of the vehicle and entering himself.

the return journey, Millie caught sight of Grace by the

I spotted my friend. You

luxury car came to a halt beside her, causing her to instinctively take a step

stepping out of the

“Millie!”

“Grace!”

lowered the car window, offering Grace a nod in greeting before

goodness, your husband is incredibly handsome. Millie, you must

playfully pinched her

“Stop teasing!”

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