Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter: 184

What? Millie touched her heated cheek. Since when had she grown so brazen? She had been discovered spying on his shower, making her the laughing stock.

After ten minutes, the liquid symphony of water ceased its melody. Millie drew the inevitable conclusion that Marcus, like a ship docking at a port, must have completed his maritime cleansing ritual.

Ensconced in her cocoon of quilt, Millie cast an illusion of deep slumber.

However, Millie’s thespian endeavor faltered. Marcus, like a specter, sauntered to the bed’s head, lifting the quilt off her visage with a phantom touch. Involuntarily, her hand sprang forward to reclaim it, only to be thwarted by Marcus.

“Your antics—what purpose do they serve? Do you seek to plague me with chills?”

countered, asserting herself in the silent

“Dare you spy on a man during his

his accusation, her gaze swiftly deserting Marcus’,

you? Are your eyes victims of deceit? 1 was

brows furrowed like a tempestuous sea. She denied

majesty of many a handsome man. Their sculpturesque forms are smooth as marble and sturdy as granite, kissed by

“Many men, you say?””

to my touch. Smooth as silk,

with a pang of regret, that while she spun her tales, the image of Marcus’

of her tale, a blush stole across her face like the sun’s

who claimed to treasure chastity a moment ago? Now, you claim to have known many men. Aren’t you