“If you hadn’t shown up today, I was planning to tell you after I got back from the supermarket. Look, I’m telling you everything now, aren’t I?” Millie’s words carried a mixture of both assurance and a hint of vulnerability.

Millie’s pleading gaze met Marcus’, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. In that instant, Marcus’ heart clenched, his anger dissipating, replaced by a pang of remorse.

She was already frightened, and he had exacerbated it. He realized his behavior had been callous and unkind.

“This won’t happen again. If you ever encounter danger, you must inform me first.”

“Alright.”

She had managed to assuage his anger. Millie’s tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

issue in

Millie’s gaze landed on the orange tree, its boughs

still harboring a cold

to retrieve a ladder for picking

help me? The oranges are too high

a brisk stride, Marcus closed the distance,

to help? Should I hoist you onto my shoulders or carry you on

Millie-a memory of their wedding photoshoot. She had been irked, adamantly refusing

Marcus was upset, he seemed to soften when presented with a request from her, occasionally even embracing the chance to

With a subtle, graceful bend, Marcus effortlessly hoisted Millie onto his shoulder, showcasing

and were lifted to a level that allowed her to pluck the oranges that had been out of her

ten minutes later, her task was completed, and she addressed Marcus, who had

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