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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 122
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Chapter 122

Chapter: 122

The woman glanced at the empty seat beside Marcus, and resentfully found a comer to sit.

Her brief confrontation with Millie made it obvious that she couldn’t take her down easily.

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The woman quietly left. She knew that staying would only give her more opportunities to embarrass herself. Millie took a sip of the champagne and enjoyed the explosion of tastes in her mouth.

“This is definitely much better than juice.”

Millie only took one sip and didn’t touch the champagne again. She couldn't drink.

Under the light, Millie’s face illuminated a certain radiance that just pulled people in.

Mylo and Delmor secretly exchanged glances. After this, they admired Millie. She was an impressive woman. What was there not to admire? She had managed to drive a woman who wanted their friend just by asking for a glass of champagne.

What class!

Marcus glanced at the distance between Millie and himself in anger. After that woman left, she moved a little to the side, keeping her distance from him.

He gritted his teeth as he recalled what he already knew. This woman surely knew how to use him. She was his wife. She couldn't act unjustly towards him, but she also didn’t give him any advantages. ©

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He noticed how other women took care of their partners. They sat beside the men, peeling grapes and bringing their glasses to their lips. They were being so attentive.

All but Millie. Marcus gave up, coming to the conclusion that Millie was really different. A unique woman indeed.

Millie yawned again, beginning to feel bored again.

Stafter, Delmor suggested, “Let’s play dice. The loser drinks.”

Everyone agreed and took their seats one by one. Millie was the only one who didn’t want to get involved. “Millie, cover here! We'll split into four teams. You and Marcus will form one team.”

Millie shook her head firmly.

“| can’t drink. You guys go ahead and have fun.”

“Don’t worry about the drinking part. If you lose, there are other penalties you can take. Con, it'll be boring to sit here all alone.” Delmor eagerly persuaded her.