Shera narrowed her eyes upon reading the information that Millie’s grandmother resided in the countryside.

Later that evening, upon Marcus’ return, Millie was curled up on the sofa, fast asleep.

A collection of nearly a dozen design drafts lay scattered on the tea table. It appeared that Millie had been engrossed in coming up with a design before drifting into slumber. Noticing the bandage adorning her calf, he delicately lifted her leg, curiosity piqued by the sight of the injury.

With a gentle pat on Millie’s shoulder, he attempted to rouse her in order to inquire about her wound. He soon realized she was in a deep sleep.

In the past few days, she had been diligently serving as a guide for Mr. Green. The extensive walking had taken a toll, leaving her feet blistered and undoubtedly fatigued.

Carefully, Marcus leaned down and gathered Millie into his arms, ascending the stairs to gently lay her on their bed.

The following day, as she stirred awake, she noticed three missed calls from Joan.

She promptly sat upright, concern threading through her thoughts. The morning before, during her role as Mr. Green’s guide in the Preagend cultural relics hall, she had set her phone to mute and inadvertently neglected to revert the setting.

delay, her heart raced. Could

Angela’s Library

up, Marcus stirred awake, his attention drawn to her evident unease. Concern etched his face as he inquired, “What’s

call connected, Millie wasted no

what happened?” she

the other

grandmother was involved in a motorcycle

is Grandma now? Is her life in

of weariness

Perhaps you should come here. Your grandmother underwent surgery last night,

gripped Millie. Why had her grandmother been struck by a motorcycle? Having just undergone a surgery to remove a brain tumor, she now faced another operation. Her frail body

“I’LL be back shortly.”

the call, Millie swiftly got dressed

the countryside.

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