Chapter 397

Chapter: 397

Millie glanced down at her attire before approaching Marcus, her voice barely above a whisper: “Who changed my pajamas that

night | was drunk?”

Initially, this matter was something she wanted to avoid, but upon careful consideration, she decided to confront and unravel it.

Marcus’ eyebrow arched, his eyes noting the stark contrast between Millie’s earlier assertiveness and her current vulnerability.

“What do you think?” he responded, his voice teasingly low.

Millie’s face twisted with irritation. “I’m asking you.”

If she already knew who it was, why bother asking him?

Her astonishment was palpable as Marcus’ words sank in. “You were the one who changed my clothes?”

Millie’s eyes widened in disbelief, feeling as if she’d been stripped bare in that instant.

“Your talent for burning the bridge after crossing it is becoming more pronounced.

That night, you went berserk from drinking and lost my money. Naturally, | had to take something back from you. Moreover, |

even bothered to change your clothes.

You should feel honored,” Marcus remarked.

Millie’s reaction irritated him. He realized that with this woman, he couldn't adhere to the usual rules; otherwise, she would drive

him crazy.

She didn’t want to hear that he had changed her clothes, so he allowed her to believe that he had.

Millie’s face twisted, and her lips, lightly touched with lipstick, pursed together. It was indeed him who changed her clothes, and it

was quite vexing.

She stated that if such a situation occurred again, there was no need to change her clothes; she would simply sleep in them.

“Sleep in them? You, as a girl, aren’t worried about cleanliness?” Marcus taunted her with a smirk.

Hearing that, Millie was left speechless. She had only been trying to avoid any intimacy with him, yet he accused her of being

unclean. It wasn’t as if she was heavily intoxicated; she had only consumed a small amount of alcohol.

Ina sudden move, Marcus advanced towards Millie, taking long strides step by step.

“If you truly believe you're at a disadvantage, I'll make a sacrifice. Tonight, when we return to the room, I’ll let you examine my

body,” he said.

Millie continued to step back and declined, “No, thanks.”

Her face immediately flushed with a bright red hue as she backed up against a wall.

She had nowhere else to retreat, and Marcus’ long right arm was pressing against the wall beside her.