Chapter 22
Chapter 22
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The servant did not respond for a while, but after some hesitation, she suggested, “Madam, you should apologize to Sir Marcus. We're not allowed to give you any food until he says so.”
Millie’s expression instantly wilted. She would rather starve than apologize to Marcus.
As the sun went down, nightfall quickly followed. Millie dragged her famished body to the mirror and examined her reflection. She felt thinner than she did that morning.
She pinched her cheeks, wondering if she would be the first wealthy man’s wife to starve to death.
Millie grabbed her mask and put it on, realizing that complaining would not help her situation. She swallowed her saliva, hoping it would quell her hunger, and began drawing the outline of a ring with a highlighter pen.
After a while, she heard a knock on the door.
Millie glanced at the door but said nothing. Unless the person outside was there to bring her food, she had no interest in talking to them.
“Millie, are you there? This is Bruce,” a man’s voice said.
She did not know anyone named Bruce. Millie wrinkled her forehead thoughtfully, and then she remembered. Marcus's uncle had a son named Bruce.
Her thoughts were interrupted when the door opened from the outside.
With the key in his hand, Bruce poked his head into the room. When he saw Millie, his eyes lit up, and he entered. “You're Millie, right? | heard you're the most unattractive woman in Preagend.
You're wearing a mask, so you must be my cousin-in-law, right?”
Millie’s lips pursed in disapproval as she averted her gaze. What a venomous tongue the brat had! If she were Preagend’s ugliest woman, he would have to be the city’s ugliest guy.
Bruce confidently approached Millie even after she showed no interest in talking to him.
“Hey, | heard what happened. | can’t believe that scum, Marcus, won’t allow you to eat. How could he deny you food? What a jerk!”
Millie was momentarily stunned.
Did he just call Marcus scum? Finally, she turned to look at the guy.
Upon closer inspection, Millie realized that Bruce was actually quite good-looking. It seemed that good looks ran in the blood of the whole Thomas family.
“Why are you here?” Millie asked.
Bruce grabbed her arm and said, “Come on, let’s go downstairs and get something to eat. You haven't eaten anything all day, right?”
Millie looked down at where Bruce was gripping her arm. He immediately realized his inappropriate action and let her go.