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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 329
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Chapter 329

Just then, the stylist tiptoed over and murmured, “Mr. Thomas, it's tfor your outfit change.”

Marcus’ icy expression sent shivers down the stylist’s spine. It seemed the groom was not a man to be trifled with, a potential challenge on an otherwise joyous day.

Marcus exhibited signs of impatience. He was a man of simplicity, loathing ostentatious displays. The thought of playing monkey for the cameras stirred no excitement within him.

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And this morning, Millie’s reaction upon learning of their impending photo shooting only exacerbated his irritation.

She had no desire to pose alongside him.

Peering into the room, Bruce observed Millie being led to the dressing table by the makeup artist. He gently urged Marcus. “Marcus, step inside and select your suit. Don’t dawdle.”

Marcus flicked his half-smoked cigarette to the ground, grinding it under his heel.

He glanced at Bruce, replying curtly, “I know!”

Meanwhile, not too far off, Mrs. Thomas was seated in her cherished Rolls-Royce, a vehicle as domineering as its owner, entering the manor’s gates.

Marcus pivoted and trailed after the stylist. In the blink of an eye, he emerged, his form striking in a meticulously tailored suit. The crisp lines and dark blue hue underscored his masculine maturity and stability.

His feet were clad in polished brown lace shoes, and his lofty stature made each stride radiate charisma. id you see our groom? His handsomeness ensnared my heart in an instant.”

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“Indeed, I’ve been in this business for years, and he is the most attractive man I've ever laid eyes on. It’s not just his looks; his magnetic aura is also compelling. The bride must be over the moon. How | envy her!”

“Yes, he is charming, but there’s a coldness about him. His expression seems to scream ‘keep your distance’. Is he unhappy with

the marriage? Does he find the bride unattractive? Is that why he maintains such a frigid demeanor?”

“What are you even saying? The bride is a stunner, alright? | caught a glimpse of the makeup artist’s surprised expression upon seeing her without any makeup. The bride is naturally breathtaking; there is no need for cosmetic enhancement. | think I’m falling for her, and I’m a woman!”

Finally, someone concluded, “Wow, if that’s the case, they are perfectly matched.” These conversations, whispered in the corner, did not escape Millie's ears at the dressing table. She caught her reflection in the mirror, her lips tightening.

She could fathom why the groom they were discussing was so distant. Because he didn’t wish to share this photographic moment with her at all.

Noticing Millie's downcast expression, the makeup artist offered her a reassuring smile and said, “Cheer up. You're beautiful. We're almost done, then you can head out for the photoshoot.”