After she went through the door, she saw Marcus, who wrapped himself with the covers, and she could not help but smile happily. Marcus was simply speechless.
"You're still bleeding from the mouth!" he said with annoyance.
"It's fine. It's no big deal. It's just a small matter," Mila immediately said. There was a pause. "Believe me. I only took off your clothes yesterday, but I didn't do anything to you. You were so drunk, so there's really nothing we can do. I didn't defile you."
"I know!" Marcus said coldly, "Otherwise, do you think you can still be alive?"
Mila laughed. Marcus put on his clothes very quickly, and then he bent over to carry Mila in his arms.
At that moment, it was Mila's turn to be shocked." What...are you doing? Don't carry me in your arms. We'll be seen by others once we get out of the door. Put me down. I...I don't want to create trouble for you. There are plenty of people out there now who're getting out of their houses to get to work. Just until after nine in the morning. By then, those who needed to work would have gone to work, and those who needed to get groceries would have gone to the market. If you leave at that time, nobody will see you."
Marcus was stunned for a moment. "You're quite good at thinking for my sake." "Of course! I certainly will think about you. I'll cherish you, love you, and I'll put your life above mine. Don't worry. You'll know in the future," Mila said happily.
Marcus sighed. "I was wrong yesterday. If I hadn't drowned myself in alcohol at the bar, I never would have been taken back to your house by you. It's all because of me. I've made a mistake, so I have to take responsibility. Your ribs are broken. I have to take responsibility for this. However, I have to tell you very clearly that it's impossible for both of us to have anything! It's impossible in the past, it's impossible today, and it's even more impossible in the future! Even if I had slept with you, I also would never take responsibility for that!"
Mila felt a little heartbroken. Immediately after that, she said happily, "I know. I got it. Put me down. After you leave later, I'll go to the hospital myself."
"Stop with the nonsense!" said Marcus while carrying Mila in his arms. He then walked out without any hesitation.
"Gosh, it's Mila!"
"It's the little star, Mila!"
"A man carried her out of the house in his arms. This man is quite good-looking!"
"He seems to be quite luxuriously dressed. He just looked like someone with outstanding status at a glance."
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