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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 810
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“Allowto drive you.”

I’m sorry, Millie. I knew about your memory loss but kept it from you out of fear of losing you.

Nervousness consumed him during the journey.

Emotions reminiscent of when he believed Millie had perished in the explosion surged within him. It felt as though all his strength had drained away, Leaving him soulless.

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Meanwhile, in a chilly, damp residence, Fiona spat out a sizeable amount of blood.

She coughed violently.

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Internal discomfort pervaded her being. After the car collision, she mustered her strength to flee. Fear of being recaptured gripped her; wasn’t Lois planning to let her escape?

A sense of sickness washed over her once again.

Another mouthful of blood followed.

Summoning her phone, she called Giovanni.

“Giovanni, I’m dying. Return and see me.” “Fiona, stop the lies Transfer money to me. I’m financially strained right now, struggling.”

“I have no money, not even a penny.”

“You expectto believe that? Leon showered you with gifts, and you sold many of them. Their value must be substantial. Hurry up and wire the money. Quit with the crying; it’s grating.”

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With that, Giovanni disconnected.

“Giovanni.” Silence was her response.

Fiona spiraled into despair, the sound of her own laughter ringing in her ears.

Trembling, she dialed the final number. Would he come? Could she really expect that?

To her surprise, the call connected quickly.

“Hello.” She hardly had tto speak before blood surged up once again.

“Flynn, I’m dying. Could you visitfor one last time? I have a secret to reveal.” This marked her final use of the n“Flynn,” a facade she’d employed, masquerading as Aisha.

“Where are you? I’ll be there shortly.”

Upon concluding the call, Leon’s visage grew frostier. “Boss, is Fiona truly in critical condition?”