Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Millie’s lips curled into a grateful smile as she settled beside the elderly woman, who adjusted her position to accommodate the newcomer.

“Thank you.”

Millie’s voice was touched with appreciation as she found her seat.

“Your graciousness is appreciated. My granddaughter is currently enrolled at a university in Preagend. This journey to the city was driven by the desire to reunite with her,” the elderly woman shared, her smile carrying the warmth of familial bonds and cherished moments.

A peach emerged from the woman’s bag, a harbinger of refreshment amidst uncertainty.

“Miss, partake in this peach. The bus’s fate remains a mystery.” The offering was made generous and hospitable.

you. Pray

gaze falling upon the plump and lustrous fruit. Observing that only two peaches remained within the elderly woman’s bag, she declined with

twin braids darted forth, an urgent plea

calls. Hasten, please.” Her distress was palpable, tugging

the need for discretion, her gaze alighted upon a diminutive hill situated nearby. Determination kindling, she readied herself to rise, intent on guiding the young girl to the sheltered haven of the

can’t hold on. I’m going to have an accident,” her tearful

fluid, a stumble

seated. Allow me to escort the young one.” Millie’s offer extended, propelling her from

young girl’s appreciation danced in her words. The journey towards the

turn away, please. Avert your gaze,” the little girl’s plea resonated,