Chapter 537

Marcus’ gaze bore into her, a penetrating intensity causing Millie to avert her eyes, traversing past him without daring to meet his

gaze.

Upon entering the room, Marcus gently but deliberately closed the distance from behind, his presence exerting an intangible

pressure on Millie.

“Did my ardor prove overwhelming?”

Clutching her lips together, Millie pivoted. The fact that he had overheard her confession took her aback. His auditory acumen

was indeed impressive.

“| enunciated those words to perturb Bria.”

“Your declaration conceals a glint of conviction.”

Observing the chiseled form before her, Millie promptly shook her head.

“Absolutely not.”

Upon contemplating his earlier statements, an air of uncertainty enveloped her.

Tonight, it was as though she would share a quarter with a ravenous wolf.

“As your spouse and her superior, | find it untenable to tolerate her aggression towards me. If she targets me with her

harassment, wouldn’t you feel a sense of disgrace?”

“Never did | assert your error.”

Millie sensed his proximity intensifying, his robust frame casting a spell of irresistible allure.

In swift reaction, Millie fled to the haven of the bathroom, locking herself within.

She wondered whether this man was on the brink of succumbing to carnal desires once more.

Thirty minutes had elapsed since Millie’s seclusion in the bathroom.

An epiphany seized him. He ambled to the desk, withdrew a chair, and settled himself. With paper in hand, he endeavored to

pen a letter.

Mid-commencement, a sudden surge of energy coursed through his meridians, and blood appeared to surge from his very veins.

He narrowed his obsidian eyes, clenching the pen with gritted determination to endure the discomfort.

Ten seconds elapsed before the sensation subsided.

Upon Millie’s exit, she discerned the vacant bedroom. The curtains danced in the breeze. Her gaze traced to the expansive

balcony, where Marcus stood.

What had transpired?