Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

hapter: 11

“It’s late. You should go home now.”

Marcus glanced at her before returning his attention to the document in his hands.

Rhea’s face turned pale. The look Marcus had sent her way was so cold and uncaring, She looked out the window before asking timidly, “Can you drive me home? It’s too dark outside, and I’m scared.”

Marcus did not even bother to look up as he replied, “I have some business matters to take care of. I’ll ask Ethan to drive you home.”

Dissatisfaction rose within Rhea, but she stifled the need to express it in Marcus’s presence.

make up for what happened five years ago, but it was obvious that he only saw her as his friend

type to give up easily. Only she was worthy of being the mistress of the

I’ll take my leave now,

irritated by Millie’s behaviour and

that he was a woman-hungry beast who would

holding, picked up the magazine Millie had dropped on the table, and sat

flipped to the page containing the bag Millie had just mentioned and gazed at the three hundred-thousand-dollar price tag. Then, he looked at the one Rhea had been

him to buy her

her yet, but she was already trying to get him to buy her a bag. He snorted and

unexpectedly sweet and pleasant scent that surrounded him

his head, the corners of his mouth turning down in a scowl. This must be a ploy to get his attention, devised by that wicked woman. He would not put it past her. After all, she