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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

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Chapter 245

Spotting Marcus’ icy stare, Millie quickly added, “If my job embarrasses you, don’t worry. I'll wear heavy makeup to ensure no one recognizes me.”

Won't anyone recognize you? How could Leon identify you in an instant? Marcus realized that Millie had a streak of obstinacy and pride.

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Such traits were rare among women.

“| don’t take back what I’ve gifted. Accept it. Whether you utilize it or not is up to you.” With that, Marcus made his exit with an icy demeanor.

Biting her lower lip, Millie decided to keep the card but vowed not to use it. Subsequently, Millie rushed to catch up with Marcus; she still had words for him.

“| owe you a huge thanks!” Millie noticed Marcus turning his head, looking shocked. This was the second instance of Millie expressing her gratitude today.

Realizing that Marcus was slightly puzzled, Millie hurriedly clarified, “I’m grateful for you visiting my grandma and playing along with our act.”

An act? Millie had a knack for interesting expressions. Yet her gratitude was genuine, evident in her radiant smile.

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Marcus lifted his brows and exclaimed, “Showing gratitude to me?” Merely by uttering? Shouldn't there be spractical gesture?”

Millie nodded, a blush creeping up her face. His point was indeed valid; expressing gratitude verbally wasn’t really substantial. “How about | take you out for dinner?” “When?”

He agreed? Millie was caught off guard. She was initially apprehensive that Marcus wouldn't be receptive.

“Whenever you are free, I'll treat you to a meal.”

Millie nodded in earnest. A rare smile played on Marcus’ lips as his eyes trailed down to her long legs. Could this be termed a work uniform? Her legs were rather exposed.

He had to concede; he had a beautiful wife, blessed with an alluring physique. It was immaculate. “What are you staring at?”

Feeling his penetrating gaze, Millie instinctively took a step back. His gaze felt predatory, like a wolf ogling its prey.