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“What's wrong?”
“I need you to design a bracelet for my mother. Her health has been declining
recently, and she’s feeling quite down. I think a gift might lift her spirits,” the friend
explained.
“It's all on me,” Millie said with joy.
“Grace, I couldn't get a wink of sleep last night,” Millie confessed, resting her
forehead on the desk. Whenever she felt down, Grace was her most reliable
confidante.
Marcus had been acting strangely lately, and she couldn't figure out why.
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“You couldn't sleep? What's going on? Share it with me, and I'll help you make
sense of it,” Grace inquired right away.
“Last night, Marcus returned home too late. He woke me up, and I couldn't get
back to sleep,” Millie explained, withholding some of the details. She didn’t want
to appear as a woman consumed by ILove- induced sorrow. She sought a
carefree life, focusing on her career without love getting in the way.
But Marcus’ unusual behavior the previous night had thrown her off balance.
“In my view, it's not his lateness that troubled you, but the fact that you don’t
know why he’s always out and returns late. That's what's really bothering you,
right? Millie, I'm here for you, no matter what you choose to do. You're his wife;
you should insist that he be home by ten. You are more important than the
company,”
Grace firmly advised.
Millie blushed, realizing that Grace understood her perfectly.
“Is Marcus at the company now? If not, call him and ask what he’s up to. You
should always know where he is. Don't give others any opportunity.”
Later that afternoon, Marcus left the company. Millie watched his car drive away
from her spot by the window.
“I don’t know if that's wise. What if he’s doing something important?”
Millie hesitated.
“So what? Just ask quickly and hang up. Millie, you can't be timid when it comes
to keeping your husband in line!” Grace countered.
After their chat, Millie tapped her fingertips on the table, bolstering her courage.
She called Marcus and walked out of the design department.
The phone connected almost instantly.
“Honey,” Marcus whispered, signaling to someone nearby that he needed to take
the call.
The background conversation ceased, and Millie, swallowing nervously, asked,
“Where are you?”
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He wasn't lying. His schedule clearly showed a golf game with suppliers that
afternoon.
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Millie's face turned crimson. What could she say? She just wanted to know where
he was.
“Millie?”
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