Chapter 238 Irresponsible Aunt

Elijah entered the study holding a glass of milk, and Marcus glanced up briefly before calmly instructing, "Elijah, after Ms. Sinclair finishes her milk, take her to the guest room to rest."

"Understood, Mr. Holden." Elijah nodded before turning to Sophia. "Ms. Sinclair, please drink."

He handed Sophia the warm milk, but she shook her head. "Thank you, but I really don't want to drink it."

"You don't look well. Please have some." Marcus urged. "My aunt told me you've been having a hard time lately."

Pregnancy already made her feel unwell, and on top of that, she was excessively worried. She had become even thinner than before.

Yet the baby inside her seemed strong, growing steadily despite her poor eating and sleeping habits.

Marcus was reminded of his own situation. His parents had left him with Charles since birth. He wondered if Laura had any expectations or joy while carrying him.

Eventually, Sophia accepted Marcus' kindness. She took the milk from Elijah and drank it slowly.

"Thank you, Marcus."

"Go rest now," he replied.

"Okay," she said. "Get some rest yourself. Good night."

"Mm. good night."

She turned to Elijah and said, "Elijah, thank you."

Elijah replied, "Ms. Sinclair, you're welcome."

He escorted Sophia to the guest room, and Marcus stayed in the study for a while. He only snapped back to reality when Cassie knocked on the door.

"Marcus, care for a drink with me?" She smiled gently, her tone full of affection. "It's been a while since we've had a proper heart-to-heart talk, hasn't it?

"I heard you called off your engagement with Emma."

He gave her a faint, uninterested glance. "It's late. You should rest, Aunt Cassie."

"Don't be like that! Come out for a drink."

She knew that if Marcus didn't invite

last time, blaming me for not keeping an eye on you and letting you break

handed you off to your grandfather and never came back to

"If you're here to sow discord, you can leave now. Elijah,

"Understood, Mr. Holden."

forward. "Ms. Holden, this way,

Elijah a vicious glare. This damned bodyguard, Elijah, always called

Holden family, but he

he said gruffly. "My hands are big and heavy; I might accidentally snap your waist.

"You-"

upset. Staying up late already makes you look older, and if you're angry, you'll only get

you'll be old and ugly and won't match the

couldn't argue with Elijah,

mind, not even glancing at her. "Elijah is right. He's looking out for you. At your age, you

telling your

Marcus sat on

I'll keep an eye on Ms. Holden to prevent her from

air. "I want to see if my dear

Elijah stepped back nervously. Marcus rarely got angry, but when he did, it was

passed the guest room,

acupuncture

Holden

open the

door. The room

as if no one had

chocolates he had

and sat down. He

piece of chocolate, and unwrapped

that Natalie had only eaten the chocolate when

smooth chocolate melted instantly upon contact, and its aroma spread through the mouth, bringing an unexpected sense of

while. Though there were no

it still seemed to

previously restless mind, almost miraculously, found a rare sense of peace. After finishing the piece of chocolate, Marcus stood

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