Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

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Derek was a figure of unreliability, a wellspring of ill-advised counsel.

In the wake of his internal turmoil, Marcus turned to a cigarette, its bitter flavor a reflection of his own internal turmoil. How dare she entertain an affair!

From the day they had sealed their union, his ardor had been unleashed like a tempest, a force that often transcended his restraint. How, then, could she share laughter and discourse with a stranger beyond their marriage’s walls?

The man beside Millie was draped in attire that bore the emblem of luxury, a testament to his affluence. But it paled in comparison to Marcus’ own.

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A self-assured sneer danced upon his lips; in a single day, his earnings could eclipse the entire livelihood of this interloper.

Despite his well-practiced superiority, a flicker of anguish rippled through his handscountenance, a crack in his facade. Resigning to his thoughts, he ignited his cigarette, allowing the smoke to coil in the air like ephemeral memories. The window lowered, and he cast his gaze skyward to the faint illumination of Millie’s room.

Marcus was an enigma to passing onlookers.

A cigarette’s lifetlater, the prospect of departure loomed, yet Marcus hesitated.

His intent was interrupted as he beheld Millie’s descent, a bag of garbage in her grasp.

He watched, bemused, as Millie journeyed to a modest establishment and emerged with a bag of salt in hand.

The staircase’s darkness enveloped her ascent, a path fraught with obscurity. In the shadows, sparks ignited, and a whiff of smoke permeated the corridor.

Achill of unease gripped Millie; who dared to smoke within the nocturnal gloom?

“Who lingers in the shadows?” she inquired, her voice laced with apprehension.

Could it be a miscreant concealed in the shadows? Without delay, she ventured to her doorstep, fumbling to insert her key into the lock.

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In the midst of her efforts, a presence encircled her from behind, rendering her startled. A hand emerged to smother her impending outcry, replaced by a warm breath that caressed her ear’s contour.

“It’s me.”

The voice was a balm to her uncertainty, its familiarity erasing shadows like dawn’s gentle light. And there he stood, a figure enigmatically familiar yet transformed, Marcus, a But what had brought him here once more? Lately, he seemed to shadow her every step, a persistent presence. Did he not possess his own pressing matters to attend to, she wondered?

“Your heart seems encased in ice. You’ve kept your door sealed for days. Today, you must grant me entry.” Marcus’ voice strained.

His embrace, firm and unwavering, held Millie captive in a swirl of disquiet.

“Releasefirst. Then I’ll open the door,”

After a measured pause, Marcus relinquished his grip on her, a gesture that released her from his hold.

Yet, as Millie swung open the door and stepped into her refuge, she swiftly shut and bolted it, effectively barring Marcus from her sanctuary.

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