NovelEnglishBefore that, he had visited her grandmother at the hospital daily, fostering a sense that her grandma was also his.
After those visits, he would follow her back to the rental apartment and stay there.
“Yes, I’ve been quite occupied.”
“What have you been busy with?”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFollowing a brief pause, Millie wondered if her curiosity was getting the best of her.
“Have you grown accustomed to life without me?” Marcus gazed at her, his lips curving into a smile.
His handsgrin, combined with the fragrance of tulips, created an unexpectedly charged atmosphere.
A trace of unease flickered in her eyes, and Millie turned her head, briskly walking away.
“No, I was just asking. Don’t read too much into it.”
In truth, she was genuinely interested in his answer.
Why was she like this? Hadn’t she decided to keep her distance from him? Yet, during these days without seeing him, it felt like something was missing from her life.
A few steps later, a warm hand gently caught Millie’s.
Millie felt a mixture of happiness and shyness. After a moment, she withdrew her hand from his grasp.
Unexpectedly, her action caused Marcus to inhale deeply.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMillie immediately glanced at his arm and inquired, “Is your hand hurting?”
She hadn’t applied much force, so how had he gotten hurt?
“It’s fine,” Marcus assured her, not wanting her to be concerned.
Remaining doubtful, Millie continued to observe his arm closely, noticing the swelling on the back of his hand and the needle-induced bruises. It was evident that he had received an IV infusion.
“Did your hand get injured?”
Millie reached out to inspect Marcus’ arm to assess the extent of his injury.
However, as soon as her fingers touched his skin, a pained expression crossed his face, prompting her to pull back quickly.
“Did I touch your wound?”
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