Chapter 416

Chapter: 416

Millie gently touched the comer of her mouth and approached the bed silently.

She was curious to see if Marcus might be drooling in his sleep.

Marcus lay on his side, his back to Millie, as she examined his lips, finding them spotless and dry.

Initially disappointed, Millie became captivated by Marcus’ alluring face upon a second glance, playfully tracing his features in the

air with her finger.

Marcus sensed a fragrant aroma in his sleep and slowly opened his eyes, prompting Millie to halt her actions and attempt to flee.

Marcus seized Millie’s hand, questioning, “What are you doing?”

Feeling somewhat guilty, Millie composed herself, explaining, “Nothing. | was worried you might catch a cold, so | tucked you in.”

Marcus laughed, remarking, “Odd, since when does a bad woman care about me catching a cold?”

Millie’s eyes widened, her mouth forming a pout as she objected.

“You're calling me a bad woman? Never!”

She thought that if she were a bad woman, there would be no good women left in the world.

Realizing Marcus was laughing, Millie demanded, “What are you laughing at?”

Marcus teased, “No bad woman ever admits to being bad. But | don’t have many requirements for you. | just hope you don’t bite

my neck as | sleep.”

The words struck a chord, and Millie remembered a previous occasion when she had uttered something similar.

Millie retorted, “Who'd want to bite you? If | killed you with a bite, I'd pay with my life.”

Marcus found Millie’s disgusted expression endearing, and rather than being angered, Marcus felt she was a little cute. He pulled

her to the bed, made her lie in his arms and gazed at her.

“Why are you up so early? You usually love sleeping in, don’t you?”

Shocked by his embrace, Millie tried to rise but was gently restrained, her struggles futile.

Marcus’ words echoed in her mind, and she was angry that he considered her lazy.

Every morning, she would rise quite early.

Millie was so angry that she retorted quickly, “I never sleep in! Have | ever slept till noon? Don’t falsely accuse me.”

Marcus shrugged, saying, “You’re usually still dreaming when | rise.”