Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Millie threw a quizzical look at Marcus, uncertain of his motives.

“Try some soup,” Marcus suggested, his tone steady.

In a moment of perplexity, Millie pondered why.

After a few seconds, she flashed a smile. “Well, the soup does look tempting. I’ll have some.”

Millie relished a bowl of soup. Although it wasn’t the fish she craved, she was aware that her choice would still be a thom in Rhea’s side.

Marcus pursed his lips. Millie was an odd one, continuing to eat the spicy fish even as her lips swelled.

shaking, She was certain that this wretched woman had bewitched Marcus. How

the midst of the tense situation, Millie savored her soup in tranquilly. Marcus, too, was indulging

chair, a sense of relaxation washing over her. She

man beside her set down his fork, his foot brushing gently

upstairs. I need

Millie watched

the surprise and jealousy swirling in Rhea’s eyes, Millie stood and followed

reaching the upper floor, she found the door closed. Hadn’t he asked her to join him? Why was the door closed? Raising her hand, she knocked

door swung open. Without warning, Millie’s wrist was seized, and

“ah”