Patrick nodded and proposed, “How about we grab a bite to eat? I’ll drive you back afterward.”

Millie declined, shaking her head. “I’m not hungry. I should head back.”

Avoiding proximity was essential; she could sense Patrick’s growing concem for her.

Yet, the moment Millie declared her lack of appetite, her stomach emitted an unexpected growl, abruptly plunging the atmosphere into an awkward tension.

During her earlier time at the hospital, gazing at her frail grandmother, Millie’s heart had been flooded with compassion, rendering her appetite nonexistent.

Teresa’s attempts to provide a meal had been met with a mere two bites before Millie relinquished the food.

hospital environment, her stomach inexplicably chose this inopportune moment to growl with

grinned, extending the

paths today. Who knows when. we’ll have the chance to meet

that his previous disdain

asserted that Millie’s existence within the Thomas family was

an indifferent husband, and the demanding care her ailing

skepticism clouded his interpretation of the girl’s narrative, an inexplicable unease lingered within him. A nagging sense of doubt prevailed,

Patrick’s response was nonchalant.

and I are unrelated. You’ve approached the

her, she’s at this hospital. Her grandmother is critically ill and confined here. Millie dedicates much of her time to her

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