Chapter 145

Chapter: 145

Derek, who was mostly occupied with getting rid of the thugs, glanced in Marcus’ direction and was taken aback by what he saw.

Millie was hugging Marcus.

Millie’s arm gently brushed against Marcus’ neck, teasing him gently with its soft skin. However, when he spotted Derek’s

stunned expression, he let out a cough.

The sound of it snapped Millie’s attention back to the present. She slightly pulled away from Marcus and met his eyes. After

realizing how inappropriately she was behaving, she quickly removed her arms from around him and backed away completely.

“Sorry, | got a little too giddy. | was sure | was going to die, but | didn’t want to because | still had to take care of my

grandmother,” Millie explained.

Marcus was quiet for a full minute. The woman looked adorable as she frantically explained her behavior to him.

It was also incredible that she fought to survive because she wanted to continue caring for her grandmother.

“Get in the car first.” Marcus brought a fist up to his mouth and cleared his throat.

Millie nodded, but she nearly fell over when she took a step forward. Only then did she learn that her knee was injured.

She was so happy to be alive that it took her a while to realize she was hurt.

She would have hit the ground hard had Marcus not caught her. Millie’s face flushed. She looked down at her injured knee and

pondered how she would proceed.

Suddenly, she felt herself being lifted off the ground by a pair of muscular arms.

Instinctively, she flung hers around Marcus’ neck to prevent herself from falling.

Millie’s heart nearly leaped out of her chest as she peered at the man’s profile in disbelief.

Marcus carried Millie to the car without uttering a word.

Derek’s mouth dropped open in shock. His superior’s face showed no emotion as he carried his wife, but his hold on her was

firm and steady.

When Marcus and Millie reached the car, he bent over to load her into the back seat.

He then proceeded to the front passenger seat, retrieved the syringe from the first aid box, and injected another dose of the

antidote into his arm.

Millie’s eyes were wide as she studied Marcus, whose face was still expressionless.

Once the syringe was empty, he carefully withdrew the needle.

Even though his body was still weak, he was very steady when he carried her to the car.

Taking a deep breath, Millie finally questioned, “How did you escape?”