“Look at me now. My appearance displeases, does it not? By resting next door, my unappealing countenance won’t vex your sight. The physician said it would take days to recover.”

In the face of Millie’s forlorn and inquiring eyes, Marcus underwent a sudden enlightenment.

She believed he harbored an aversion to her ruddy and pimpled complexion.

Tenderly, Marcus reassured her in a hushed voice, “Your appearance doesn’t trouble me. Let go of the quilt and get some rest.”

Astonishingly, it seemed that Millie’s assumption was misguided. Marcus was unaffected by her appearance. Passing her, he deposited a glass of milk on the nightstand.

“Consume some milk before sleeping. It aids in restfulness.”

warmth blossomed as she realized that she had misunderstood him. He hadn’t recoiled; rather, he had procured milk from the kitchen, a

wardrobe, closing the distance between herself

appearance?” She pondered his habitually immaculate attire, believing

and relegate me to the guest room?” Marcus

True love entailed sharing every facet of life, embracing both the triumphs and the tribulations, appearance

“Honey, I love you.”

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crystal eyes, a radiant smile

“Go and have some

Amidst dreams, she

gaze shifted downward, tenderly lifting the hem of her clothing, revealing an unexpected sight. Pimples of

of disgust but of compassion. He leaned down, pressing

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