Chapter 159

Chapter: 159

Then, it was as though he could smell her addictive perfume in the air. She hadn’t even entered this room, but the air was filled

with her fragrance.

Marcus flopped on the bed, staring at the ceiling. All he could think about was Millie's legs swaying back and forth. He felt like he

couldn't control himself.

He definitely couldn’t get his mind off that. The pull was powerful. He jumped out of bed and left the room with the aim of finding

Millie's.

The corridor was enveloped in a profound silence as everyone retreated to their rooms, succumbing to slumber. Marcus’ gaze

was fixed on the balcony.

He spotted a slender figure perched upon it and identified it as Millie.

With one hand casually nestled in his back pocket, Marcus approached her.

Millie rested her hands upon the balcony railing, her gaze fixated upon the orchard nestled at the mountain’s base.

“What captures your attention?” A deep voice resonated from behind.

Millie turned around and discovered Marcus advancing towards her.

Hadn't he taken a nap?

Millie gestured towards the mountain’s foothills and replied, “I am admiring the orchard.”

Marcus’ eyes followed Millie’s gesture before returning to her long, enticing legs, rendering him unable to surrender to sleep.

Her legs were elongated, impeccably straight, and radiantly fair. Marcus’ throat involuntarily swallowed.

Under the intensity of his burning gaze, Millie felt a warmth emanate from her legs.

She glanced at Marcus, who averted his eyes. Yet Millie sensed that there was something concealed behind his prior gaze.

Millie covered her mouth, feigning drowsiness.

“| shall retire for a nap. You should rest as well.”

As Millie prepared to depart, Marcus took a step forward, blocking her path. Millie nearly collided with him, bringing them into

uncomfortably close proximity.

Millie’s heartbeat quickened. She inquired, “What are you doing?”

“you possess the key to my room, so why don’t you sleep there?” Marcus lowered his gaze, fixating on Millie’s head.

His magnetic voice wafted above Millie's head, leaving her tingling with a jolt of electricity.

“lam injured. It would be inconvenient for me to rest on the sofa. | require a proper respite.”