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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

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Chapter 289

Leon took one last drag, snuffed out the cigarette, and retreated back to Lois’ room.

As dawn broke the next day, Millie was already stirring, rising before the sun had a chance to fully illuminate the day, all in a bid to complete her work. The sultry climes were too severe to comfortably labor under, hence her choice to greet the day with the chirping of the first birds. An emptiness echoed in her belly; breakfast hadn’t been served yet. Finding solace in the stillness of the hall, Millie opened a pack of chips, savoring each bite to ward off her morning hunger.

She had toiled since dawn, and at present, she felt a gnawing hunger.

Rhea, having made it a daily ritual, arrived to chat with Celeste. The pair huddled on the opposite sofa, their voices whispering a melody of friendly conversation.

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With Millie’s tasks successfully accomplished, there was no room for Celeste to criticize her anymore.

Marcus descended the staircase, his presence commanding the room. Eschewing his usual formal attire, he donned a casual gray windbreaker. His phone was clasped in his hand as he sauntered towards the living room, his lean frdrawing the eye.

The sight of his charisma sent a jolt through Millie, who, catching a glimpse of him, quickly averted her gaze and distracted herself with another crunchy chip.

Marcus’ appearance stirred a wave of excitement in Rhea. “Marcus, you're awake,” she chirped.

Anod was Marcus’ response, yet his attention wasn’t on Rhea. Instead, he moved towards Millie, his gaze studying her features and his brows knitting together.

“Didn't | instruct you to decline the wedding photo shooting?” he questioned, his voice resonating with surprise.

Just earlier, he had received a call from the family house. Freyja had relayed the news of the wedding photo shooting date and requested that he make room in his schedule. The location and photographer had been arranged.

He had assumed Millie had sorted it out, given her silence the previous night.

His sudden question left the room in stunned silence.

Millie coughed as a chip went down the wrong way. Oh, she had almost let that slip from her mind!

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Sporting a sheepish grin, Millie confessed, “I tried my best, but Grandma was adamant about it.”

Following her remarks, the absence of any emotion on Marcus’ face caught her attention. It appeared he held her accountable

for mishandling the situation. Millie sensed her own injustice too. Just yesterday, she had made a resolute effort to decline the matter when faced with her grandmother, yet her astute grandmother left her no room for refusal.

“You shouldn't gaze atin such a manner. Regardless, | am incapable of managing it. You possess remarkable abilities, enabling you to effectively manage it on your own,” Millie said sourly.

Celeste, taken aback, then chimed in, “Marcus, when did you decide on wedding photos? Is this another one of your grandma’s ideas?”

Celeste’s dissatisfaction was evident; she wasn’t a fan of Millie or the hassles that cwith her wedding photo shooting with her son.

“Marcus, you're already married. There’s no use in taking wedding photos now.”

Rhea expressed her feelings with a tinge of jealousy in her voice.