Chapter 1055

“I made a mistake. I accidentally let her escape,” Harlan admitted, his voice tight with suppressed

anger.

Marcus’ brow furrowed, and he fell into a momentary silence, seemingly unable to believe that

someone had escaped from Harlan’s grasp for the first time. The room was filled with tension.

Harlan’s lips tightened, his face clouded with darkness.

“I will definitely catch her and give you an explanation.”

“You handle these two individuals,” Marcus said, breaking the silence.

His voice was calm, but his eyes were hard.

As Marcus walked out and headed for the operating room, Millie was already waiting there.

Upon hearing his footsteps, she turned, catching sight of his tall figure approaching. A faint shadow of

blue beneath his eyes betrayed his weariness, and Millie’s heart ached at the sight.

“Honey,” she called out softly.

“Silly girl, why didn’t you rest at home?”

Upon seeing Millie, Marcus was momentarily taken aback. He hadn’t expected her to come. A hint of

helplessness laced his tone as he reached up to gently stroke her soft hair.

Millie’s eyes were drawn to Marcus’ dark clothing. Her fingers pinched the fabric, realizing with a touch

that his clothes were wet.

A surge of concern welled within her. Marcus seemed utterly oblivious to self-care. Did he even realize

how much she would worry about him, especially in such a condition? Fortunately, she had anticipated

his neglect for himself and brought along a change of clothing.

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“Your clothes are wet,” she told him, stepping back to retrieve a bag from a chair.

“I brought your clothes with me. Go and change.”

Marcus was momentarily stunned as he accepted the bag, but he found everything thoughtfully

prepared inside: a thick coat, shirt, pants, and socks.

“Go and change quickly,” Millie urged him.

“Okay,” Marcus agreed, taking Millie’s hand as they found a staff member to reserve a VIP room.

Once inside and with the door closed, Marcus began to change, dropping his wet clothes to the floor

without any hint of self- consciousness. Millie pursed her lips and turned away, a blush coloring her

cheeks.

“Honey, I need to go out for a moment. I’ll be right back,” she suddenly said, remembering something.

While Marcus changed, Millie hurried to the 24-hour restaurant next to the hospital to order meals.

Knowing Marcus, he hadn’t even taken the time to eat dinner. She knew she had to take care of him.

After changing into dry clothes, Marcus straightened his collar, a smile touching his lips. The comfort of

dry clothing was a simple pleasure, but it was greatly enhanced by Millie’s thoughtful care.

Even though he had told her to stay home and sleep, she had secretly come to the hospital. Her

presence had driven some of the weariness from his body, and he felt a warmth he could only

associate with her.

Sometimes, Marcus mused, Millie was like a small sun, infusing color into his otherwise monochrome

life.