NovelEnglishChapter 360
Chapter: 360
Suddenly, a slender figure captured his attention. Millie, with her raven-black hair, white down jacket, and a red scarf contrasted against the landscape.
A questioning eyebrow perked upon Marcus’ forehead, amused at her child-like fascination with the snow and contemplating if she was invincible against the cold.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt cas a surprise to him when he witnessed her frolicking in the snow.
Immersed in her snowy play, Millie cherished a moment of serenity. But the reverie was shattered by the buzzing of a phone, which revealed Marcus standing a few strides away, attending his call.
As bright as twin stars, Millie's eyes flashed with curiosity as to why he had chere. Marcus shot a glance at her, but she quickly averted her gaze, consistently hesitant to lock eyes with him.
A flutter of nerves danced within Millie.
As Marcus attended his call, Millie continued her dance with the snow. With a poke from her finger, the snow atop the bamboo dislodged, cascading down like a shower of frost-kissed blossoms.
She repeated the mesmerizing spectacle, her laughter muffled by the tranquil ambiance. Millie’s glance drifted towards Marcus, who seemed to be furrowing his brows at her playful antics while engrossed in his phone.
Marcus found himself in a conundrum, unable to figure out Millie. Even with the reddening cold bum on her fingers, she continued her snowy play.
Why? Millie pondered why he regarded her with such apparent contempt.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmA frown settled upon her lips as she noticed Marcus’ attention had returned to his call, his back turned to her. She took this as an admission of guilt.
Unbeknownst to Marcus, Millie had misconstrued his phone-induced scowl. Millie observed a snow-laden bamboo stem resting upon Marcus’ cranium, igniting an idea within her.
She aimed to educate Marcus through a lesson due to his scorn for her.
With quiet precision, she approached, her boot-clad foot cocked to deliver a swift Kick to the bamboo. Stealing a glance at Marcus, still engrossed in his call, she let out a small smile. A pity, she thought, given his formal attire.
Upon executing her little prank, Millie attempted to scamper away but found herself pulled into a firm grasp just as the snow began its descent.
“Release me,” she protested, concern seeping into her voice as she feared becoming a snowy victim. His voice, deep and resonant, sounded in her ear. “Let's bear the brunt together.”
Millie had hoped to catch him unawares, but he had picked up on her stealthy approach.
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