Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

“Ym afraid you must dine alone. It is currently my working hours, and as a waitress, I cannot accompany you.” Millie gently massaged her slender fingers as she spoke.

Earlier, within the confines of the private chamber, she noticed that Marcus had scarcely touched his food.

“There is no need to use your employment as an excuse. Rise, join me!” Marcus‘ gaze fell upon Millie’s service attire; his vexation was tangible. It irked him that his wife was here, serving others.

“And why, pray, should I rise? If you hunger, come join me below.” Millie’s features were flushed with indignant heat.

She loathed such unceremonious commands; they were belittling to her dignity.

Marcus’ eyes narrowed, incredulous at Millie’s audacity to request he descend. Was she not aware of whom she was addressing? Yet he held his temper in check, opting for a change in his approach.

you too timid to share a meal with me?

that repulsive man in the private room earlier.

energy to reach

return to work now. Please feel free to dine alone. Or are you unable to enjoy your meal without my presence?” Millie quipped, tilting her head to

her beauty, before regaining his composure. His voice was

“Come with me.”

of footsteps behind him. As he pivoted,

restaurant manager and reveal your identity

Millie was at his side in an instant, thinking of Grace’s potential return and

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