Chapter 261

Millie was in turmoil. It felt like her world was crumbling. Marcus, as if he could consume her whole, continued to kiss her.

Once Millie’s eyes reddened and her resistance weakened, Marcus finally released her, seemingly satiated.

Leaning against the door, she breathed heavily, eyeing the man before her.

On his neck, a vivid blood mark contrasted sharply with his white shirt, catching her attention. Marcus felt a slight sting on his

neck and turned his gaze to Millie’s hand.

“Don’t keep your nails so long in the future.”

Millie glanced at her nails, perfectly manicured and just at the tips of her fingers.

Not long at all. Her lips pursed together.

“| won't heed your advice.”

Feeling the iciness from his glare, Millie looked away, unbothered.

Marcus’ frosty gaze narrowed. She was so defiant that she was on the brink of tears.

It was just a kiss; her reaction was exaggerated. Was she short-sighted? Did he not measure up to her standards?

“The fire has been extinguished. You're free to go to work now.”

What! The disdain in his eyes had Millie seething. She felt objectified.

“You total jerk!”

Quickly grabbing her bag, Millie rushed downstairs in fury.

Reaching the door, she saw no car waiting to take her to work. Millie bit her lower lip, realizing Marcus was not only a jerk but a

liar. He promised to drive her, but he didn’t show up.

Looking at the time, she had no other choice but to hurry on foot.

“Letting my cousin-in-law return to your room right after eating—what are you up to?” Bruce, leaning against the door frame

upstairs, asked.

He had noticed Millie rushing downstairs earlier, ignoring his call. Intrigued, he decided to investigate.

Marcus headed to the dressing room, picked up a tie, and started knotting it.

“If you're so curious, get yourself a wife.”

“| know what you were doing. As for me, | haven't found the right person. Actually, if you don’t like her, you could pass her on to

me. | think she’s fine.”