Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

“You wish to murder me? Well, come on, then, give it your best shot! If you can’t even catch me, you’re nothing more than a fool.” Upon hearing this declaration,

Millie slightly opened the door she was about to close and flung back a daring response. Then, with considerable force, she slammed the door shut.

It’s said that one can suffer death but not humiliation. Nobody had dared equate her to a pig before.

After Millie stormed out, she stomped her foot vehemently. That inked man was indeed a pig—a pitifully ignorant one at that!

As Bjorn’s lackey prepared to chase after Millie, a hand suddenly bore down heavily on Bjorn’s shoulder. Marcus had stealthily made his way over, his tone steeped in mockery.

“All you can do is lash out at women. You brag about ruling the underworld of Europe, but I reckon you’re just king of the subterranean rat kingdom.”

lackey found his exit blocked by

stature and might. A sensation of discomfort crept over the

clamped down hard, and his gaze fell low. The hand resting on his

he felt overwhelmed by the remarkable figure standing adjacent to him, rendering

gulped, attempting to maintain a facade

hold off dealing with the woman for now. Since Mr. Thomas isn’t in the mood for dining,

you to call home and check on your son. A quick tip: being impulsive can lead to peril.

Marcus suggested.

“What are you implying?”

aback—a moment of bewilderment followed by a dramatic shift in his expression. He swiftly pulled out his phone and dialed the nanny responsible for taking care of