Chapter 398
Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
Chapter: 398
Millie bowed her head, leaving only her furry hair visible.
Being in close proximity, Marcus caught the delightful fragrance emanating from Millie's body. Nevertheless, he couldnât help but
wonder why she wasnât using the perfume he had given her as a gift.
The fragrance suited her well.
Marcus lowered his eyes and saw Millieâs left foot extended, appearing to make a quiet escape. Quickly, he used his left arm to
block her path, trapping her between his arms.
Millie looked up at Marcus with a glare, demanding, âWhat are you doing?â
âIf you wish to leave, then first rise on your tiptoes. I'll set you free, agreed?â Marcus answered.
Millieâs doubt was clear. Why must she rise on her tiptoes?
Marcusâ eyes held a depth that left her puzzled and uncertain of his intent.
Feeling a desperate need to get away, Millie cautiously lifted herself onto her tiptoes.
As she did, Marcus leaned in suddenly, pressing a warm kiss to her lips.
Ashock seemed to course through Millieâs body, leaving her momentarily stunned.
When she came to her senses, ready to resist him, Marcus had already stepped back. He walked away with a contented smile,
leaving Millie to stamp her foot in annoyance.
Nancy, having observed the scene from her hidden vantage point, tightly clenched her fist. Her nails, painted a shade of nutmeg,
dug into her flesh.
She was profoundly taken aback by the fact that Marcus had kissed Millie. Was such a thing even conceivable?
Rumor had it that Millie was of no importance to Marcus. Within the Thomas family, she was merely a servant, without even a
stipend from Marcus. She even worked at a restaurant to make ends meet.
Yet Marcus had kissed Millie. If he didnât care for her, why would he do that?
The realization that her carefully laid plans were unravelling made Nancyâs world feel as though it were falling apart.
That evening, inside the hotelâs banquet hall, the air was filled with active ambiance, signaling the beginning of the charity gala.
Nancy, in her finely crafted jewelry and golden floor-length gown, was the epitome of grace. Her flowing, wavy hair added to her
allure, making her the undisputed star of the event.
She reveled in her status as the center of attention.
However, her satisfaction was short-lived as Millie entered the room quietly.
Wearing a light blue gown adomed with star patterns, Millie's appearance was breathtaking, highlighting her shapely figure. Her
glowing skin, sparkling eyes, and soft lips gave her an ethereal beauty.