Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Amid the dancing candlelight, darkness enveloped the space. Positioned across from one another, their luminous gazes locked in an unspoken connection. Fragrant gustatory aromas wove a subtle tapestry, an essence of chemistry seeming to unfurl between them.

Nervously, Millie gripped the knife and fork, delicately beginning her incision into the steak.

Within the confines of her own abode, the steak prepared by her own hands, an unexpected feeling overcame her – as if she were a guest in her own domain, her restlessness palpable.

Her desire for a modest steak had morphed into an unexpectedly formal affair.

Employing his fork adeptly, Marcus swiftly partitioned the steak into uniform portions and placed them before Millie.

Amid this intricate ballet of emotions, Millie was left speechless, her thoughts silenced by the overwhelming sequence of events.

seized a morsel of steak, sliding it into her mouth

his fork aside, Marcus lifted a glass brimming

red wine. Its potency is mild; intoxication

haze, its

for enjoyment. Lifting the glass, she sipped, savoring the sweetness that enveloped her

delightful,

design within her study, secluded by locked doors. Emerging

for your departure. I’m retiring for

sofa, Marcus remained

this shall be my resting place,” he