Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

“Are you truly intending to drive me to work?” Millie’s words were tentative, seeking affirmation.

Fingers wrapped around the steering wheel, Marcus confirmed, “I made a promise yesterday to drive you to work. But you took off before I had the chance. Consider this as me making amends.”

Observing Marcus’ arrogant demeanor, Millie emitted a soft sigh. It struck her as remarkable that he managed to recall the events of the prior day.

Millie circumvented the vehicle’s front and settled into it.

Under Rhea’s covetous stare, the car audaciously surged through the villa’s grand gates.

Catching a fleeting view of Millie’s petite abdomen, Marcus registered her attire for the day—a pristine white T-shirt, radiating an aura of purity and naiveté. Though her bosom showed a tender contour, her stomach seemed hollow and flat.

of Marcus’ probing stare, Millie started to feel ill-at-ease in the tranquil setting. She redirected her gaze to the scenery outside, offering Marcus a delicate, alluring side

retracted his gaze from Millie. He observed that whenever Millie accompanied him in his car, her words were few, consumed either by sleep or the

to leave no impression

she had stepped into Mia’s shoes to marry him. So, why had she not surrendered herself

brief passage of time, Millie realized that his attention had shifted away from

faith in me, I tried my hardest to dissuade Grandma from taking them. Alas, I was not victorious.

her and Marcus. She had given it her all. But she had never anticipated that no one would

Millie that no matter how cautious she was, she could not keep any thoughts or intentions hidden from Claudia.

grave. Millie was convinced that he still harbored mistrust

within Marcus. He was also aware that his grandmother had an exceptionally challenging personality to contend with,