Chapter 1300

As she moved toward the door, she glanced back several times. Once outside, she huddled into a

squat, clutching her knees. What had led to this? Marcus had to be alright. She would give half her life

for him, if it meant no more suffering on his part.

Never before had time felt so sluggish for Millie. The room was so well-insulated that she couldn’t hear

a thing, yet she knew that Marcus was enduring his own kind of hell-a hell that even a man as resilient

as he was couldn’t fend off.

After what seemed to be an eternity, her phone buzzed.

“Come in.”

She sprang to her feet, but her legs buckled. She’d been squatting for too long and her legs had gone

numb.

Ignoring the discomfort, she picked herself up and limped toward the hefty door, pulling it open.

The room felt like the aftermath of a battle, heavy with melancholy.

She surveyed the room and found Marcus, standing alone, gazing out of a French window in the

corner.

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The light in the corner was subdued, casting Marcus in a muted glow.

He appeared resolute yet visibly fatigued.

“Darling, are you alright?”

Millie rushed to him and nestled into his arms. Looking up, her eyes brimmed with sorrow.

In such a brief span, he looked so drained of life. Feeling sorry for him, Millie delicately wiped the sweat

from his forehead.

Marcus looked down, his fingers caressing her silky hair.

“I’m alright. There’s no need to worry about me.”

Then he embraced her with renewed strength.

“Did any of the glass hit you earlier?”

He touched her forehead, concerned that the glass he’d flung might have struck her.

Millie shook her head.

“I’m unharmed.”

Questions flooded her mind. This wasn’t the first instance of him losing control. Each episode must

weigh heavily on him.

In that moment, guilt washed over her. She hadn’t been a good wife, had not taken adequate care of

him.

Though the night sky was a tapestry of beauty, neither was in a state to admire it.

Marcus rubbed his chin against Millie’s forehead, a comforting gesture.