Chapter 158
Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
Chapter: 158
The only person who seemed particularly angry with this, was Rhea.
âDrop it here, Marcus. Millie is waiting!â Bruce urged.
Marcus threw Bruce a warning glare before taking out the room card from his chest pocket and giving it to Bruce.
Bruce rushed back to the front desk and handed the card to Millie who didnât even touch it.
âMillie, hereâs Marcusâ room card.â
âyou should give that back to him. Iâve already booked a room for myself,â Millie replied casually.
Bruce frowned, confused.
âWhy do you want to be in a different room from your husband?â
Millie took the card the receptionist was giving to her and said, âThe owner explained the rooms here are generally small, and
might be a bit crowded for two people. | think we'll both be able to rest better if we have our own space.â
She was fed up with sleeping on the sofa at home. She wouldnât put herself through that out here too. Her neck hurt, and she
could already feel it getting stiff. Plus, she knew that sharing a room with Marcus would be calling unnecessary trouble on
herself. She wasnât so stupid as to go looking for it.
Bruce still wasnât convinced, but it seemed that Millie wasnât going to change her mind whatever he said. So, he nodded and
checked in too.
By afternoon time, everyone was beginning to get tired and headed back to their rooms for a nap.
Marcus walked towards his room, expecting to find Millie in. However, when he opened the door, he found no sign of the woman.
The bathroom was just as he left it, and her clothes were nowhere in the room.
Did she finally decide to take another room?
âMarcus, will you take a nap too?â Rheaâs voice broke through his thoughts as she knocked and allowed herself in, her eyes
scanning the room.
Her intention had been to interrupt Millie and Marcus in whatever they were up to, but Millie wasnât in, and there was no trace of
her in the room.
That was even better.
âYes. What do you want?â Marcus inquired coldly, looking away from the bathroom.
Rhea smiled and said, âI made some fruit salad and saved some for you. I'll just put it on the table and leave. Have a good rest.â
Rhea placed the salad on the table and silently left, closing the door behind her. She felt better now that Millie wasnât in the room
with Marcus.
Alone in the room, Marcus looked at the bed that was covered with a white bedsheet. Sunlight poured in through the open
curtains and cast a soft glow on the sheets.
For some reason, the glowing white bed sheet made him think of Millieâs fair legs.