Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

He dared to venture out and flirt with other women.

Emerging from the bathroom, sleep was the last thing on Millie’s mind. She resumed her seat at the desk, focusing on her designs.

Not much time elapsed before a voice from the bed called out, “Come here, help me take off my clothes.”

Slightly furrowing her delicate brows, Millie pretended not to hear.

Marcus’ tone grew louder.

“Millie, can’t you hear me?”

Millie retorted without sparing a

hung in the air. Millie assumed he had drifted off to sleep, so she grasped her pen again.

you want me to come to

the bed. A peculiar scent met her nose, and she set to

from tainting the room. After all, she would have to

Marcus complied, making it relatively easy

of irritation welled within Millie. As her fingers grazed his taut abdominal

in pain and sat up, his expression

trying to kill me?” he snapped, his glare piercing Millie, who suddenly found his gaze deeply unsettling. An icy hush enveloped the

trying to explain, “No, my nails are just