In no time, the door was opened once again, Marcus’ figure surging within her domain. Millie’s astonishment resonated in the air.

“How did you enter?” Her words held a blend of wonder and alarm.

No sooner had she shut the door than he materialized within, a swift intrusion that left her caught unawares. A subtle smile tugged at Marcus’ lips as he brandished a key in his grasp. “A spare key. I foresaw this little act of yours. Even without the key, entrance remains within my grasp. This door wouldn’t pose an obstacle worth mentioning,” he remarked, his confidence and assertiveness palpable.

Confronted by his self-assured grin, Millie felt a distinct sense of vexation, as if she were ensnared in the snares of an impish rogue. Her words tumbled forth in a wave of frustration. “It was your idea to divorce, after all!”

The mere mention of divorce seemed to send a ripple through Marcus, a self-inflicted wound that would forever scar his psyche.

“In a fit of idiocy, I enlisted Derek to set those papers alight. I’ve yet to spoil you as much as I should. Divorce? The notion is preposterous. Have I lost my senses?”

in the air, an

her voice caught in the currents

an odd sensation flitted through Millie: had

of her mouth preceded

it. If your heart desires new companionship, be my guest. Your actions don’t stir me. Freedom is the

seemed to grate upon her own sensibilities, she remained acutely aware that

far from perfect. An innate realization drove her desire to create distance, an aspiration to untangle herself from his presence. Yet he

disdainful “hum” escaped her as she mused on his audacity to claim he hadn’t spoiled her sufficiently. The memory of past grievances swelled within her like a turbulent sea. He had denied her the chance of attending his grandmother’s birthday celebration, exhibited impatience as his constant companion and raised his voice to a crescendo of anger. The echoes of his past behavior invalidated his current words, leaving Millie in

labeled men as the most fickle of creatures. Determined to enact her silent protest, Millie opted for

set about crafting a pot of nourishing

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