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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 701
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Frowning, Leon approached, dissatisfaction apparent in his features.

“She’s showing concern for you. Why are you acting so hostile?” he chided, helping Fiona to her feet.

“Leon, don’t be mad at her. She’s just been through something traumatic. She must be feeling distraught.”

Fiona even tried to put in a good word for Millie.

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Millie’s eyes were locked on Fiona, anger bubbling within her. She wished she could silence Fiona forever.

Leon noticed Millie’s continued glare and his lips tightened. He couldn’t fathom her rapid shift from fear to fury. Were all women this capricious?

With her back to Leon and Fiona, Millie said coldly, “Thank you for coming to my rescue. Now please leave.”

It was clear to her that Leon, despite saving her, would always side with Fiona.

Fiona was evidently important to the usually stoic Leon, evidenced by his willingness to go shopping with her.

“Leon, let’s go. My knees are aching again,” Fiona whimpered.

Glancing one last tat Millie’s proud and lonely figure, Leon uttered, “Let’s go.”

Once they were gone, Millie broke down in tears. Her sorrow that night was overwhelming.

If only Marcus had been there, she wouldn’t have felt so alone. But the thought only deepened her sadness.

When she took a shower, she rubbed her skin until they turned red. Just as she cout of the bathroom, her phone rang. She went to pick it up and saw that Marcus was calling. singly Disappointed

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His wound was not healing. In fact, it was getting worse, with his physical condition deteriorating rapidly.

The doctors said his high fever, which hovered around 40 degrees Celsius, wouldn’t break until the wound healed.

Her gaze on the screen, the earlier events replayed in Millie’s mind, leaving her feeling disheartened.

She set the phone down, only for Marcus to call again.

Finally, Millie answered.

“Are you asleep?” Marcus’ voice cthrough the phone, laced with concern.

“I was just about to sleep,” Millie responded, her voice flat and devoid of emotion.

Upon sensing Millie’s detachment, Marcus’ worry deepened. How he wished he could return to her side right away.