Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

He was, after all, her husband in name, and she had to concede that he was quite a looker. An ephemeral moment of disarray swept over her, thinking that surrendering to a man of his charm wouldn’t be entirely regrettable.

A cool sensation prickled the corner of her eyes. Wiping a single tear away, Millie was taken aback by her own display of emotion, chiding herself for being weak.

Rising from the bed, Millie turned on the room light. She then moved to a chair and settled into it. A solitary, vibrant red rose adorned a vase on the table. Picking it up, she sniffed it, a sense of injustice lingering.

Marcus was indeed insufferable, always taking her for granted.

Should she make an immediate exit? She wondered if he would lose his composure when he re-emerged.

However, the idea of leaving filled her with trepidation. What if he invited other women over? Would she then be relegated to the role of a betrayed spouse? His handsome allure was sure to enchant other women.

of running water from the bathroom continued for a considerable period of time. Millie had been seated for so long that her muscles began to stiffen. She decided to stretch her legs and approached the expansive window, drawing back the heavy curtains

then that she noticed the beautifully landscaped garden balcony beyond the

boasting such a picturesque balcony could cost upwards of forty to fifty thousand for a night. As

emerged, his torso bare and clad only in a towel around his

brief exchange of glances left Millie flushed and awkward. She quickly

confusion clouded Marcus’ face as he retorted, “You

would have impelled her

form, her back turned towards him. Her legs were held tightly together, without a sliver of space between them. Her hair, previously tied up, now flowed freely down

subdued desires. Hastily diverting his gaze, he turned towards the wardrobe to retrieve

Millie’s timid demeanor, draped the shirt he’d just picked