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Shutting his eyes, he reminisced about the time when Millie entered his house, playfully calling out, “Hey, honey, are you looking for me?”

With a mixture of disdain and irritation on his face, he retorted, “Who gave you permission to address me that way?”

“If not ‘honey,’ then what should I call you? Mr. Thomas? Marcus…”

Back then, she had been clever, lively, and full of vitality. The more he recalled, the more the pain in Marcus’ chest intensified.

In the changing room, Leon removed his sterile attire, revealing his well-defined back. His lips tightened into a thin line, his brows furrowing slightly as he grappled with a torrent of emotions.

He was engulfed by a sense of emptiness when exiting the operating room. Just moments before, while performing surgery, he was suddenly reminded of Millie’s words. “Leon, if I were to go in place of Miss Rayne, would I die?”

the surgical knife trembled, causing him to inadvertently nick the patient’s major artery. The surgery nearly ended

changing room for a

on the door,

to suppress her feelings, she found herself admiring Leon’s well-built physique. Even with the scars on his body, he radiated an irresistible allure. She was aware that before he came

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white shirt, he hurriedly put it on, obscuring his exposed torso. His actions stung Lois. Even in the midst of changing clothes,

up his shirt, Leon turned around,

Weren’t the kidnappers supposed to wait for Marcus to bring the

Lois immediately blamed herself.

kidnappers kept calling