Chapter 662
Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
Chapter: 662
With Giovanni, he would have undoubtedly been aroused, eagerly embracing the opportunity for
intimacy upon witnessing her provocative appearance.
In the middle of the night, Marcus found himself unable to sleep due to the pain in his arm.
Upon awakening early the next morning, he occupied the sofa.
âAllow me to change your bandages for your wound.â
Equipped with a medical kit, Millie approached, sensing his slight abnormality that day. He typically
didnât rise this early.
Millie, still bleary-eyed, had her dark hair casually tied up. To Marcus, she appeared endearing, and he
noted a reduction in his pain when in her presence.
Marcus had realized the gravity of his wound and decided to spare Millie from witnessing the worsening
wound.
âll take the medicine to the company and have Derek change the bandages there.
Thereâs a lot to attend to at the office today, and I must leave now.â
Grabbing the medicine bottle, Marcus departed. Millie, left with a perplexed expression, wondered what
could be so pressing that he couldnât wait for a dressing change.
After a while, a series of knocks echoed on Millieâs room door.
Millie speculated that Marcus might have forgotten something, but when the door swung open, she was
met by Fionaâs presence.
With arms crossed and a hint of confrontation in her stance, Fiona seemed prepared for an argument.
Millie surmised that Fiona had come to address her due to the man mentioned yesterday.
Through clenched teeth, Fiona declared, âIâm here to tell you that itâs best to keep your mouth shut and
stay out of other peopleâs business.â
Millieâs prediction had been accurate.
With a sardonic smile, Millie retorted, âHeâs my relative, and he saved my grandmotherâs life. Did I tell
him the truth yesterday? I merely cautioned him to be cautious about deception.â Fiona struggled to
find a retort for Millieâs confident stance.
âYou⦠But even if you tell him, he wonât believe you. Heâll only believe my words.â
Millieâs confidence provoked Fiona, who raised her head, aiming to exude assurance.
âIf he believes you, why bother coming to warn me?â
Millie parried with ease. She then posed another probing question.
âBy the way, why did you choose to alter your appearance to look like me as a child?â