Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Grace’s arrival was swift; her animated greeting was accompanied by a fan to quell the heat.

“I told you to take your time,” Millie commented.

“Well, I’ve missed you. I can’t help but hurry,” Grace responded. “You mentioned you’re attending classes at Preagend University. What’s up? Are you pursuing postgraduate studies there?”

Millie shook her head, Launching into an account of recent events. Grace’s reaction was a sly grin.

“Wow, your husband is taking on the role of your teacher. How’s that feel? Do you get to nap in class?”

“It’s quite the contrary, actually. He’s quite strict, and I’m afraid to make the slightest mistake.”

He’s strict with

“Yes.” Millie confirmed.

within Millie—a hope to one day settle down and return to

Grace’s gaze slid to Millie’s flat

for a while. Why hasn’t your belly

E L A ‘s L

do you mean? Is there something wrong with my

health issue? I’ll be happy to go to the hospital with you when I have some free time. You need

you become

aback. She’d encountered numerous prodding questions about pregnancy.

and Marcus sleep in separate rooms?” Grace’s tone turned serious,