Classic Novel
Chapter 176
Chapter 176
Chapter: 176
Startled by the unexpected voice, Millie reacted with a slight shiver. The stern and cold voice interrupting the quiet night felt utterly startling. Her legs even shivered from the fright.© NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.
Turning toward the voice, she noticed Marcus seated imperially not too far away. “Why are you still up?” Millie asked. “I went for a casual walk around the neighborhood,” she added. Marcus held a scrutinizing stance, his gaze lingering on Millie's luminescent legs.
He wondered if he was spellbound or something. Of all the attractive women he had encountered, none had ever ensnared his attention in such a way. But Millie, she had a bewitching allure.
“| was simply enjoying a nightly stroll, taking in the night view. Is there a problem with that?” Millie’s heart fluttered. She had merely taken a walk. Why did he sound so discontented?
Had she inadvertently vexed him?
Amocking smirk formed at the edge of Marcus’ mouth. “So, you ventured out alone? Are you well-acquainted with the area? Haven't you thought about the potential dangers, like being kidnapped in the middle of the night?”
“(‘m not alone. | had company. But when you talk to me, show some courtesy.
You're not my superior, and I’m not your underling,” Millie countered, irritation creeping into her voice. His demeanor made her feel as if she were beneath him.
Could he not express a shred of gratitude? She’d rescued him once, yet he failed to show a sliver of warmth. He was entirely callous.
She wasn’t alone? That was intriguing. Marcus’ penetrating gaze felt akin to a sharpened blade, threatening to slice through Millie's delicate composure.
Unease began to coil within her. Over the course of their interactions, she’d come to understand that this man wielded a formidable power, one capable of obliterating any obstacle. His scrutinizing stare never failed to send a chill down her spine.
She yearned to break free from the grip of Marcus’ invisible hold, yet it felt as though her feet were bound, preventing her from taking a step.
A buzzing sound signaled the arrival of a mosquito, which took a bite from her pale leg before fluttering away. Millie felt a tickle and absentmindedly scratched the spot.
This offered a convenient excuse.
“There are so many mosquitoes here. I’m heading back to my room,” she said.
With that, she began walking away.
“Leave if you want. Be my guest. But be prepared to face the consequences,” Marcus replied defiantly.
Venturing out in the dark with another man, and even brazenly lecturing him on etiquette; this woman never ceased to try his patience.
Millie’s foot, poised in mid-air, hovered as a pang of unease made her forehead throb. “What are you implying? What would | regret?