Chapter 1122

Her thoughts drifted, and she couldn’t help but wonder: If she were pregnant, would her belly grow as

large as Rylie’s? Would she suffer from endocrine disorders? Would Marcus be happy about it? And

children cry a lot; would Marcus find it bothersome?

Perhaps not. Marcus had mentioned having a baby.

But if the baby cried, could she manage? Would she become anxious?

Several hours and a lunch later, Millie finally departed.

Upon leaving, she checked the time and, noticing Marcus hadn’t called yet, assumed he was still

occupied at work.

Since it would be time to get off work by the time she arrived at the office, she decided to postpone

going to work until tomorrow.

The sun shone brightly on this beautiful day, and Millie strolled down the road to soak in its warmth.

She eventually reached a large square and settled on a bench. Pulling out her phone, she called her

grandma.

“Grandma, how are you doing at home?”

“That’s wonderful to hear, Grandma. Please take good care of yourself.

Call me if you need anything.”

“We’re in a good relationship. Don’t worry about me. I’ve even gained some weight recently,” Millie

reassured her.

A sense of relief washed over Millie when her grandma affirmed that she was perfectly fine.

Sitting in the sun had made Millie feel slightly dizzy, so she stood to hail a taxi.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Just then, a white Jaguar approached, appearing as though it would stop. Instead, it continued to close

in on her, forcing Millie to back away. But the car kept coming.

What was happening?

Millie froze in place as the car, centered on her, began to spin rapidly, stirring up clouds of dust.

The car seemed relentless, the circle it was tracing growing smaller.

If Millie dared to move, the driver might slam on the brakes and run over the back of her feet.

The white car circled in the bright sunlight, emitting a dazzling light that made Millie’s eyes sting, almost

bringing tears to her eyes.

Unable to stop coughing from the dust, her head felt dizzy from the noise of the car. She pressed her

eyebrows together, struggling to see who was driving. It was Humphrey.

In the passenger seat sat a woman with a red hat. Millie recognized her as Nancy and knew instantly

that she was deliberately causing trouble.

Nancy, seated beside Humphrey, looked out of the window and smiled scornfully, a twisted pleasure in

her eyes.

This bizarre behavior attracted a crowd of onlookers.