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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 699
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Clutching her pajamas, Millie remained seated on the floor, struggling to regain her composure.

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The man received another forceful blow from Leon, who eventually kicked him away. Blood from the man’s injuries stained Leon’s fist as he pulled a silk scarf from his pocket to wipe it clean.

Facing the trembling Millie, Leon’s once-overpowering rage seemed to dissipate.

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Millie resembled a frightened bird, seeking refuge within herself.

Millie understood that if it weren’t for Leon, she would have fallen victim to the man’s assault.

“What happened? I heard a loud noise from next door.”

At that moment, Fiona rushed over, appearing puzzled. Upon arrival, she hastened to cling to Leon, as if deeply frightened.

Leon tured to her with a touch of impatience.

“Why is there a man here? What has he done?”

Fiona gestured towards the man kneeling on the floor. Watching the scene unfold, Fiona was overtaken by remorse, seeing that the man hadn’t succeeded and that Leon had rescued Millie.

Instead of paying attention to Fiona, Leon’s gaze was fixed on Millie. He understood that girls must feel devastated after such incidents.

Stepping forward, he softly uttered, “Millie.”

After a moment, Millie spoke in a sullen tone. “Leon, someone sent him here specifically to humiliate me. Can you helpdiscover who’s orchestrating this?”

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She had crossed paths with many people, but her intuition suggested that the person behind this might be Fiona.

Upon hearing this, Leon’s face turned dark with fury. The idea that someone was orchestrating this had not crossed his mind.

He narrowed his deep eyes, and the anger in them frightened Fiona.

“Who sent you?” he snapped, releasing Fiona’s hand and advancing toward the bruised man.

The man nervously shook his head, stammering, “No, no one. I’ve been attracted to her beauty for ages.”

Millie inhaled deeply, standing tall as she asserted, “You confessed to accepting money from others to insult me.”

“[.. Ilied to you,” the man protested, glancing furtively at Fiona who was signaling him to remain silent.

Millie caught this small gesture and felt her anger rise. Fiona indeed orchestrated this whole farce.