Chapter 152

Chapter: 152

She was also whimpering. Marcus approached her slowly and saw something unusual: the corners of her eyes were damp.

“Grandma, don’t leave. You can’t... you can’t take her away. I'll save her.”

Millie was having a terrible nightmare about her sick grandmother being taken to grave.

She threw her arms in the air, her frail frame raging against the evil forces that threatened to steal her grandmother away in her

nightmare.

“Grandma, you can’t leave me. You're the only one | have...”

Marcus’ eyes darkened. Seeing Millie in such a vulnerable state sparked an overwhelming sense of protectiveness in him.

The next morning, Millie awoke to find a bottle of a popular worldwide perfume brand, in a striking shade of red, sitting on her

desk.

Last night, Marcus thought the perfume would smell nice on her, so he bought a bottle of it right away.

Millie curiously grabbed the exquisite bottle of perfume to examine it, wondering why it was on her desk. The red liquid inside

was a beautiful complement to the prettily designed bottle.

She had never bought this particular brand of perfume before. Curious, she sprayed some on her wrist and sniffed it. It smelled

pleasant, but not too strong.

“It smells so good.” Awe gleamed in Millie’s eyes. Why had she not bought from this brand before?

She closed her eyes and took another sniff of the perfume. Then, she heard footsteps approaching. Marcus was heading back to

the room to pack his clothes.

Alarmed, Millie quickly put the bottle of perfume back on her desk.

She did not know whose perfume it was, but if it belonged to Marcus, he would think she was greedy for opening it and spraying

it on herself, and that would be embarrassing.

When Millie jumped after Marcus opened the door, he was taken aback. He looked at her quizzically, wondering what she was

doing. Then, he sniffed the air and realized that she had opened the perfume.

It was nice to know that the first present he gave her was being used.

The attention Marcus was paying Millie made her feel awkward.

Nervously, she cleared her throat. “Err, you haven’t gone to work yet?”

The perfume bottle was back in its original place, but its scent lingered in the air.

Millie must be completely out of her mind if she thought she could fool Marcus into thinking she had not opened it.

Well, what was done was done. The perfume probably belonged to Marcus. It was impossible that he bought it for her, and Millie

decided to admit her use of it.

However, Marcus beat her to it.