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?”

asserting herself in the

on Marcus’ lips. “Dare you spy on a man during his

beat at his accusation, her gaze swiftly deserting Marcus’, resembling that of

to peep at you? Are your eyes victims of deceit? 1 was voyaging the realms of dreams, only to have my journey

brows furrowed like a tempestuous sea. She denied his claim and brazenly

rambled on. “Moreover, my eyes have beheld the majesty of many a handsome man. Their sculpturesque forms are smooth as marble and sturdy as granite, kissed by a golden

“Many men, you say?””

Smooth as silk, a sensation that lingers.” Millie’s tales of

of regret, that while she spun her tales, the image of Marcus’ captivating silhouette unfailingly

of her tale, a blush stole across her face

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