He had assumed she was hungry and ventured into the kitchen to prepare a late-night meal. Eager to assist, he had rolled up his sleeves and asked, “Are you hungry? What are you planning to cook tonight? Let me lend you a hand.”

In response, Millie had hastily covered the items on the cutting board with a lid, her cheeks tinted with a blush.

He was baffled as to why she seemed embarrassed.

“You don’t have to help me. I can do this myself,” she remarked.

Seeing as he had no plans on leaving, Millie wiped her hands and pushed him out of the kitchen.

“I can handle this, Marcus. ALL I’m making is soup,” she added.

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antler into a saucepan, she turned on the cooking range and then went back to the living room to

of forty minutes passed before Millie reentered the

soup, finding

this? Why doesn’t it

However, the bowl contained only the broth, which

hastened to explain, “It doesn’t matter that the soup doesn’t

bowl for yourself.

enjoyed. Whenever she prepared soup, she would cook too much for

she backed away and

look on her

please her, he

opted to return the bowl to the

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