“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

address this issue in the future. Trust is paramount in a

gaze landed on the orange tree, its boughs heavy

emerge, still harboring a

her plan to retrieve a ladder

me? The oranges are too high for

brisk stride, Marcus closed the distance, a playful smirk dancing across his

would you like me to help? Should I hoist you

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

proved correct. When Marcus was upset, he seemed to soften when presented with a request from her, occasionally even embracing

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

a level that allowed her to pluck the oranges that had been

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

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