NovelBarChapter 2765 Marcus pivoted and, rather than inquiring about her pain, fixated on her red nose. After a prolonged silence, he uttered unexpectedly, “The most peculiar aspect about you isn't making me eat; it's having a date with your boss. Now wouldn't you agree?” Melissa shielded her nose, gazing at him.
Marcus adopted a self-righteous demeanor. “Didn't you mention having 300 bucks?” She did.
So Melissa remained silent.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe attempted to grab the bags stealthily, but Marcus promptly thrust them into her hands.
The bags weighed a ton, and her waist nearly buckled under the strain.
Marcus enjoyed the struggling expression on her face and let out a snort. “If you're aware you're at fault here, strive for better behavior.” With that, he stepped into the elevator, an air of reserve about him.
As Melissa followed him, she pondered what exactly he meant.
She grasped the situation as soon as they reached the apartment though.
Remaining stationary, Marcus poured himself a glass of water, downing it swiftly. Extracting two carrots from the shopping bag, he declared, “These are for your consumption.” Carrots... the very item least favored by Melissa.
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After a brief contemplation, he cleared his throat and proposed, “You can indulge in one. Save the other for the mutton stew.” To keep her well-paid job, Melissa rinsed the carrot and prepared to take a bite.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmGenerously, Marcus instructed, “Take a seat and enjoy.” Displaying kindness, he even poured her a glass of water.
Melissa wasn't naive. Extended exposure to him had unveiled some of his peculiar habits.
To Marcus, she was nothing more than an exhibition piece.
Having finished the carrot, tears welled up in her eyes, a tinge of embarrassment lingering.
Yet she had to maintain composure, pretending all was well. In a hushed tone, she informed Marcus she had finished. His guilty pleasure satiated, he raised his hand, checking his watch. “I need a nap. Wake me when dinners ready.” The clock had barely struck four, and he was already preparing for a nap.
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