Chapter 830

“Earlier today, I had the boutique deliver these. I estimated your size. You can wear them for now,”

Marcus explained, his gaze skimming over Millie’s captivating figure.

Pajamas and fresh attire were prepared. Millie took a deep breath, sensing that everything was

meticulously planned and awaiting the final step. This man’s preparation was meticulous, Like a patient

predator ready to seize its prey.

From behind, Marcus enfolded Millie in his arms and playfully urged, “If you keep hesitating, I might join

you in the shower.”

A swift and instinctive “no” slipped from Millie’s lips, and she hastily grabbed a beige silk nightgown

before seeking refuge in the bathroom.

Nearly an hour passed within the bathroom’s confines, and Millie felt she might faint if she didn’t

emerge soon.

Coming out of the bathroom, carrying a fragrant aura, she slipped under the soft covers, intentionally

avoiding Marcus’ gaze.

Marcus grinned and headed straight for the bathroom. Once inside, he was met with a misty veil of

water vapor. Was she truly that nervous? Should she linger any longer, she might simply evaporate

within the steam.

Driven by anticipation, Marcus progressed towards the shower, relishing the sensation of the water

cascading over him as he began to wash up.

Amid the water’s melody in the bathroom, Millie pressed her lips together, her eyes fixed on the

twinkling lights. Tonight, she was surrendering herself to Marcus. Nervousness gripped her, and her

heart was unsteady.

Ten minutes later, Marcus exited the bathroom briskly. Shortly after, Millie felt the bed dip slightly.

Her breath hitched, and her heart seemed poised to leap out of her chest. And then she was drawn into

a damp embrace.

“Millie,” Marcus murmured gently.

Buzzing thoughts occupied Millie’s mind, rendering her speechless. “Millie?” Marcus called her name,

his voice patient as he suppressed his own excitement.

His velvety voice brushed against her ears once more, rendering Millie’s heart restless and unsettled.

Why did he have to call her now? She didn’t want to speak. Nerves churned within her.

“Honey…”

“Why do you keep calling me?” Millie responded grumpily, her brows furrowed.

“I’LL love and cherish you for the rest of my life,” he vowed.

His fingertips tenderly caressed her neck, brimming with affection. Millie felt her anxiety abate.

“Honey, from this moment on, I’ll Love you too,” she declared.

Both harboring deep feelings and openly acknowledging their connection felt right and true.

Marcus tenderly pressed his lips to Millie’s, finding them as luscious and sweet as ripe fruits.