Chapter 1369
Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
After Marcus finished his tenth grape, Millie sensed it was the right time.
Rising, she cleansed her hands before asking, âShall we watch TV? I can turn it on for you.â
She harbored concerns that he might struggle to sleep, having eaten just before.
Marcus, in his anger, seemed akin to a defiant child; his cool, handsome features belied an underlying
ability to cause exasperation.
Why wouldnât he communicate with her?
With an impassive face, Marcus made it clear he had no interest in watching TV.
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Turning down the bed, Millie suggested, âThen letâs get some sleep.â
Approaching the bedâs head, she began preparing it for rest. He shifted his tall frame aside, lifting the
blanket and gesturing to the space beside him.
Caught off guard, Millie hesitated. Was he actually inviting her to join him?
Noticing her inaction, Marcusâs impatience grew, evident in his deepening frown.
Millie found his unreasonable attitude somewhat irritating. Yet, she prioritized his well-being and spoke
gently, âHoney, youâve just undergone surgery. Sharing a bed might risk your stitches if I accidentally
touch your wound.â
Pointing to the adjacent bed, she added, âIâll sleep right here, next to you.â
Despite laying down the quilt, he grasped her hand, determinedly wanting her beside him.
Yielding after a moment, Millie cautiously joined him in bed.
As she settled, Marcusâs voice whispered close.
âCould you turn off the light? Itâs too bright.â
âSure.â
Rising once more, Millie switched off the light, relieved he was finally engaging with her. Dealing with a
fiery temperament was never simple.
In the newfound darkness, she assumed he had drifted off and started to exit the bed.
âWhat are you doing?â his voice cut through sharply.
Feeling awkward, Millie replied, âJust an itchy back. I needed to scratch it.â
Resuming her position, she murmured tenderly, âRest now, honey. Sleep aids healing.â
She lay still, cautious not to disturb his wound.
In contrast, Marcus, seemingly careless, let his uninjured hand wander beneath the quilt.