Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Delmor, tending to the sizzling chicken wings, declared, “The wings are ready. Someone should rouse our companions.”

As Mylo contemplated Marcus’s cautionary words, he shook his head, musing, “Perhaps we should savor the fruits of our labor ourselves.

I harbor no desire to be held captive by Marcus’s threats.”

The prospect of Barrett Group’s stock plummeting tomorrow didn’t sit well with him.

Sporting a grin, Delmor set aside his grilling implements and rapped on the cabin door.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

“Time to rise and shine. The feast is cooked to perfection.”

Upon hearing Delmor’s call, Marcus tenderly stirred the woman cradled in his embrace.

“Darling, it’s time to awaken.”

As Millie’s eyes fluttered open, they were met by a pair of irresistibly sensuous lips. She leaned in and planted a kiss, then bashfully nestled into the crook of his neck, avoiding his gaze.

In the midst of his disbelief, Marcus closed the distance to Millie with a threatening edge to his words.

“If you persist in your recline, I fear my self-control may slip and an uncontrollable desire might take hold.”

Millie stirred from her slumber, moving with a deliberate pace as she dressed and tended to her morning rituals.

Meanwhile, Marcus, displaying an efficiency that was nothing short of impressive, swiftly concluded his own preparations and approached Millie while she was in the midst of brushing her teeth.

“I’ll head out first to take a look at things. Join me when you’re ready,” he informed her.

Millie’s response was a barely audible murmur.

Upon completing her preparations and emerging from the room, a hint of self-consciousness washed over Millie. Sleeping past noon was a luxury that a traditional family would likely never tolerate in a prospective daughter-in-law.

Just as she ventured out, Mylo, the epitome of disdainful intent, happened to stroll past her.

He couldn’t help but exclaim with a click of his tongue, “Tsk, do you even know what time it is now?”

Millie couldn’t help but pout as she retorted, “What’s it to you?

Can’t I sleep as I please when I’m out for some fun?”

While she might have felt self-conscious and embarrassed when others made such remarks, she was not about to let Mylo’s words slide.

Mylo’s lips twitched twice, he knew better than to provoke Millie, who held a special place in Marcus’s heart. NôvelD(ram)a.ôrg owns this content.

In addition to Mylo, Delmor, and Judie, there was another girl whom Millie was unfamiliar with.

Judie sat gracefully in a chair, engrossed in her book, exuding an air of ladylike elegance.