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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 151
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Chapter 151

Chapter: 151 She blinked, wondering when he had cback.

Achill ran down her spine when she remembered how she sent a photo of her bruised neck and complained to him in an overdramatic tone about her unfortunate circumstances.

Millie, blushing slightly, nodded to Marcus in greeting.

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“You're back.”

“Yeah,” Marcus replied in a grave tone.

He had been standing at the door for quite stime, his hands clenched tightly at his sides.

Three parts of Millie—her cheek, her neck, and her knee—were bandaged. She was also wearing a white nightgown, which made her look like a large white bear.

Up until today, he had never owed a woman anything.

When Millie suggested that she wear his clothes so that he could escape, he fought against the idea with all of his might. However, Millie listened to no one, even after she married into the Thomas family, and as usual, she did as she pleased. Strangely enough, she neither bragged about her heroic act nor used the incident to demand something from him.

In addition, Millie was exuding an air of purity right now, which was in stark contrast to her typically confrontational nature.

Millie looked away from Marcus when his gaze bectoo intense, as she did not know why he was staring at her so intently or what he was thinking.

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Upon seeing the card sitting on her desk, she was reminded of the money that had been wasted at the restaurant and felt a pang of regret. Indignation sprang up within her.

Grimacing, Millie muttered darkly, “If | were a lawyer, I'd file a lawsuit against the owner of the restaurant to get that money back. If | were a cop, I'd order its closure for charging their customers unreasonably.”

Marcus heard Millie mutter something, but he was getting restless and paid her no attention. He turned around and went to his study. Acouple of hours later, after finishing his work, Marcus sat back in his chair, feeling ill at ease. He had never been in debt before,

let alone one of this magnitude.

He recalled how Mylo would pacify his ex-girlfriends with appropriate gifts. Then, he grabbed his phone and dialled the number of a luxury perfshop.

“I'd like to buy a bottle of perfume.” It was already late into the night when Marcus entered the bedroom. As usual, Millie was already asleep under the covers.

The lights in the room were on. He was about to turn them off when he noticed that the woman in the bed was frowning in her sleep.