Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

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With the conclusion of their university Casting a sidelong glance at him, Millie’s eyes sparkled with curiosity.

“What are you pondering?”

A radiant smile graced Millie’s lips as she remarked, “I must say, you possess a considerate side. Thank you for engaging the vice dean in creating the test.”

“Gratitude requires action,” Marcus responded, unveiling the car key and unlocking the vehicle, the sunlight enhancing his dignified presence.

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“What else is on your mind?” Millie inquired, taking her seat within the car. A meaningful Look danced in his eyes as he regarded her. “Have you genuinely forgotten?”

The reference transported Millie back to an earlier occurrence, one that made her blush furiously. Could he not control himself, even after just finishing their class?

What did he expect her to say?

“Randolph invited us for dinner tonight.” Millie looked outside and diverted the conversation.

However, Marcus remained unperturbed. Drawing closer, their faces were amere centimeter apart, a tantalizing proximity that nearly led to a kiss.

“Millie, I’m serious this time. Prepare yourself.”

Her heart raced, and Millie stammered, “Prepare for what?”

“Well?”

Marcus’ query seemed to imply he considered her readiness confirmed. Embarrassment flooded her cheeks, and Millie attempted to evade the topic.

“Just drive. I need to return to the hotel and pack. Aren’t you headed to the company? We mustn’t be Late for Randolph’s dinner.”

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Observing her shy and flustered demeanor with an amused smile, Marcus complied, setting the car in motion.

At the evening dinner, Millie sat beside Marcus, a silent observer, as school leaders and admirers of Marcus filled the room.

Perched in a corner, Millie squirmed. Her legs felt like jelly, and her thoughts Lingered on the recent episode. Though usually audacious, she was now a bundle of nerves.

“Millie, you’ve hardly touched your wine, yet your face is flushed. Are you feeling unwell?” The vice dean’s concerned voice reached her ears.

“Indeed, Millie, you’ve seemed preoccupied throughout the evening. Do the dishes not meet your tastes? Should I summon the waiter to bring the menu for an alternative selection?” another leader chimed in.

Touching her face, Millie confirmed its warmth, her discomfort unabated.

“No, the dishes are excellent. I’m fine. Please carry on without concern.”

Millie’s curt response was punctuated with a pleading gaze toward Marcus, seeking solace.

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