His arm was injured. That was the only thought Millie could grasp.

“When were you injured? Have you not healed at all from the previous wound?”

Millie’s mind kept drifting to the injury on Marcus’ arm. He had insisted that it was nothing serious. Though she harbored doubts, she had chosen to trust him.

As Millie’s hands reached to unfasten his coat and examine the wound, Marcus seized her hand with an anxious look.

“Millie, I’m fine. Let’s go back first. I’m worried you’ll catch a cold,” he pleaded.

“No, I need to see your wound.” Millie’s voice quivered with fear and apprehension.

Marcus’ face fell. It was impossible to conceal his secret any longer.

could clear up the misunderstanding,

sorry. I lied to you. The wound on my arm has never healed, and it’s getting

it’s not healed, why would you hide it from me?

he was perfectly healthy. Now, she wondered if his recent fever during his trip to the countryside had

nights when she awoke to find him smoking alone on the

Angela’s Library

thoughts filled Millie with

the truth because he didn’t regard her

stunned expression crossed Marcus’ face, his hand

that; he hadn’t told her out

else, he knew he

all reservations, Marcus pulled Millie close,

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