Chapter 531
Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
Beside her, a companion sang Brennaâs praises.
Curiosity sparked within Mylo.
âpreagend University, your alma mater? Curious how this fact lay concealed.â
Brennaâs response was a gentle whisper on the breeze. âOnly unasked, my secrets remained.â
âPreagend University is a familiar institution, much akin to my friendâs wifeâs alma mater. A multitude of its students seem to bear
the blessing of beauty. As are you, radiating a captivating charm.â
Brenna inquired, âIs Millie the one you speak of, the wife of the Thomas Groupâs president?â
âIndeed. Are you acquainted with her?â
âMylo, | pale in comparison to Mrs. Thomas.â A sudden tremor tinged Brennaâs voice as she nestled within Myloâs embrace, her
words carrying a bittersweet undertone.
Perplexed, Mylo queried, âWhat troubles you?â
A fleeting glance towards Marcus, veiled in shadows, revealed his cold stare fixed upon Brenna, inducing her to lower her gaze
in vexation.
âIt's nothing.â
âMylo, spare Brenna undue distress. The mere mention of Millieâs name invokes profound fear within her.â
âWhat do you mean!?â A sense of unease clung to Mylo, disdainful of obfuscated words.
Brennaâs friend quivered at Myloâs reaction. With a lowered head, she revealed, âBrenna bears a scar upon her forehead. A
reminder of a past encounter...â
Deliberate pause hung in the air, a palpable tension swaying between the lines.
Upon hearing this, Myloâs brow furrowed, and his hand instinctively lifted to inspect Brennaâs forehead.
Indeed, a prominent scar marked its presence, measuring six or seven centimeters.
Understanding dawned as to why Brenna had been protective of her bangs.
âRefrain from gazing. Its visage is not a sight of beauty.â Brennaâs voice was laden with grievance.
Myloâs glance shifted from Brenna to Marcus. His fingers cradled a wine glass, and his countenance was an enigma. Having
been friends for years, Mylo sensed that Marcus anticipated the forthcoming revelations.
âWho was responsible? Pray, continue.â
âDesist, Mylo. Your friend might perceive my words as maligning his spouse.â