Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

“Darling, I was mistaken. I didn’t truly know you then, but now I see you for the wonderful person you are. I deeply regret my past actions.”

“They say men are fickle remain so in the future? You treat me well now, but who’s to say it will

Millie’s voice held a tinge of melancholy, her chin resting thoughtfully upon her hand.

Observing her contemplation, Marcus’ brow furrowed. The landscape of her mind remained veiled, prompting his desire to unravel her thoughts. Was this her self-doubt? Did she not yet understand the steadfastness of his commitment?

Yet an air of uncertainty seemed to shroud her confidence. Unbeknownst to her, his commitment to her was unwavering-a devotion that even death couldn’t sway.

“What’s so funny?” Millie inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity, as Marcus chuckled softly.

“Honey, your self-assuredness appears to have diminished,” Marcus observed, a note of gentle teasing threading his words.

own words and realized the truth in his observation, Millie sought to uplift herself from her momentary

Even as age graces me with its touch, I shall retain my beauty. And if

that hurts! What

as Marcus pressed her shin; the

could ever love another man?” Marcus’ eyes darkened with

a joke; why so serious? It’s not befitting of a loving husband,” she replied softly, her voice attempting to

found herself drawn into Marcus’ embrace, her

suggesting that I am

Millie’s chin, bestowing upon her lips a tender kiss

as Millie abruptly broke away, hastening her retreat as if caught in a whimsical

are you

note of dissatisfaction, a sentiment that