Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Patrick nodded and proposed, “How about we grab a bite to eat? I’ll drive you back afterward.”

Millie declined, shaking her head. “I’m not hungry. I should head back.”

Avoiding proximity was essential; she could sense Patrick’s growing concem for her.

Yet, the moment Millie declared her lack of appetite, her stomach emitted an unexpected growl, abruptly plunging the atmosphere into an awkward tension.

During her earlier time at the hospital, gazing at her frail grandmother, Millie’s heart had been flooded with compassion, rendering her appetite nonexistent.

Teresa’s attempts to provide a meal had been met with a mere two bites before Millie relinquished the food.

hospital environment, her stomach inexplicably chose this inopportune moment to growl with

grinned, extending the invitation

on, a meal won’t take long. We finally crossed paths today. Who knows when. we’ll have the chance to

now recognized that his previous disdain

woman approached him, claiming to be a friend of Millie’s. She asserted that Millie’s existence within the Thomas family was one of torment and oppression. Her status was akin to that

her existence: an unsupportive mother-in-law, an indifferent husband,

an inexplicable unease lingered within him. A nagging sense of doubt prevailed, and he

Patrick’s response was nonchalant.

my concern. Millie and I are unrelated. You’ve approached

at this hospital. Her grandmother is critically ill and confined here. Millie dedicates much of her time