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, then it was worth the

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

eyes widened, and she questioned him, “Since it’s not healed, why would you hide it from me? Don’t you

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

she awoke to find him smoking alone on the balcony, she realized it must

Angela’s Library

filled Millie with

didn’t regard her as

expression crossed Marcus’ face, his hand frozen

at a loss for words. It wasn’t like that; he hadn’t told her out of profound concern

above all else, he knew he couldn’t lose

reservations, Marcus pulled Millie close, embracing

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