Chapter 88

Chapter: 88

With a frown, Bruce waved his hand in front of her eyes.

“Millie, are you hungry? We can go to the lounge and grab something to eat. It’s empty.”

Millie blinked several times, finally coming back to her senses and actually seeing the man in front of her.

“Uh... no, it’s okay. I’m not hungry.” She was so frustrated and on edge that she doubted her stomach could hold anything.

She walked over to the sofa nearby and plopped down lifelessly on it. She couldn’t help staring at the pregnant woman from afar.

The woman stood proudly in a pair of eight-centimetre high heels, and engaged in what seemed to be an interesting

conversation with a man.

As soon as she finished talking with the man, she frowned uncomfortably, and clutched her abdomen. Something was wrong.

Awaiter walked by her just then. She reached out to get a drink from the tray, but quickly withdrew her hand after seeing that all

the glasses were filled with red wine.

Observing all of this, Millie couldn’t help sympathizing with the woman. She tried not to care, but it just seemed to be more than

her to ignore the woman’s discomfort. She picked up a cup of milk from the table nearby and gave it to Bruce, cursing herself of

caring so damn much.

“Give this to her.” She jutted her chin towards the pregnant woman.

Bruce furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

“Are you friends with her?”

Millie shook her head and looked at Bruce like he was stupid. If they were friends, she would have gone to her with the milk

herself.

“| don’t know her, but she’s pregnant, and from where I’m sitting, she seems to be having a little trouble. Stop with your

questioning and go give her. Some warm milk might help her.”

Bruce was still very confused, but he listened to Millie and went over with the glass of milk.

The woman was obviously surprised when Bruce came and gave her the milk. They exchanged a few words, then the woman

looked at Millie, not very sure what to do about the milk in her hand.

Millie looked away, avoiding eye contact with the woman. Perhaps this woman really was Marcus’ true love, but they couldn’t be

together for some reason. At least, the woman wasn’t causing any sort of trouble. The least Millie could do was help her when

she needed it.

Shortly after, Bruce returned without any glass in hand.

“As per your instructions, the glass of milk has been delivered. Now, do you care to tell me why you did that?”

“Well, she is carrying your nephew, is she not? It’s only right that you show her some concern,” Millie answered easily.

Bruce’s eyebrows creased, totally at a loss.

“You lost me there? How exactly is she carrying my nephew?”