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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 129
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Chapter 129

He was not one to accept defeat.

Amidst the lively chatter and singing around them, Millie waited for the numbness in her legs to subside. Marcus lit a cigarette, his actions deliberate and unhurried.

After half an hour, the soreness and numbness in Millie’s legs seemed to fade into the distance.

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“| think we should leave now,” Marcus declared, tossing the lighter onto the table and rising to his feet.

Millie was taken aback.

She had just started feeling better and he wanted to leave? She had planned to grab sfood.

“Alright, it's tfor us to go,” Mylo chimed in, nodding in agreement.

As Marcus took a couple of steps towards the exit, he turned back to glance at Millie.

Gradually, Millie loosened her grip on the blanket and weakly rose from her seat.

She was cautious not to stand up too quickly, fearing an awkward stumble.

Thankfully, she felt stable upon standing, and then followed Marcus’ lead.

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Late into the night, the two smoothly drove back to the villa.

As Millie stepped through the door, she overheard two servants engaged in a hushed conversation about her. “How can Millie have the audacity to attend the party? Doesn't she feel any shwith her unattractive appearance?”

“Look at her, she’s so ugly and yet completely oblivious to it. She’s not even embarrassed. | am even a hundred times more beautiful than her. How did she manage to marry Mr. Thomas?”

“Why? Simply because she’s ugly and utterly vicious.”

Millie rubbed her temples, thinking that these two individuals were even more venomous than Delmor’s assessment of her.

Suddenly, the sound of approaching footsteps caught their attention. The two culprits fell silent, their guilt evident on their faces. They turned to see an unfamiliar, strikingly beautiful woman standing before them.

“Who are you?” Millie approached them, but they failed to recognize her as the swoman they had just slandered. Faced with their inquiries, Millie had no desire to explain herself or engage in arguments with them.

She had learned to let the words of others pass by without affecting her.