Chapter 462

“She’s just your maid, and you already have a wife. How could you like her?”

Harlan’s confusion grew the more he considered the situation.

“Are you two attracted to each other? Are you together already? Are you cheating on your wife, Marcus? Damn, | didn’t know it

was a mutual attraction.” The more Harlan talked, the more he realized how skewed the situation was.

Then again, he guessed he should be surprised. He knew that no matter how viciously he talked about Millie, he did not actually

detest her.

“Huh? What are you... What do you mean we're attracted to each other?” Marcus’ expression hardened and the comers of his

mouth twitched.

“Don't deny it. You have feelings for her. You objected as soon as | said | was going to court her.”

After hearing that, Marcus averted his gaze and stared off into the distance.

“| asked you what you meant when you said we're attracted to each other.”

“She likes you, too. Earlier, | walked in on her looking at your wedding album and smiling to herself. When | told her that | wanted

to make her my girlfriend, she shook her head vehemently. She probably turned me down because of you.”

Harlan looked Marcus up and down, frowning in frustration.

He was really no match for the other man. He could not even get a maid to like him.

Marcus’ brows shot up in surprise. Did he hear Harlan right? Did Millie really tum down the other man because of him?

In an instant, he felt his rage melt away.

Harlan also said that Millie had shaken her head vehemently. If that was not a determined refusal, then Marcus did not know

what that was.

His lips curled up in a satisfied smile. It seemed that he had misunderstood her.

Asigh escaped Harlan’s lips.

“| pity your wife. You married her, but you went and fell in love with your maid.

Worse, she still has no idea about it.”

Marcus brought a fist to his mouth and coughed awkwardly. Up until now, Harlan was still under the impression that the woman

from the photography team was his wife.

“| didn’t say | liked her. | just don’t want you to pursue her. You’ve got a rather dangerous job. | don’t think you’re capable of

providing someone with a safe home.

Ijust don’t want you to hurt her.”

Harlan was quiet for a while. Indeed, he was leading a very dangerous life at the moment. He could die tomorrow, next week, or

next year.