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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 1292
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She had no other choice. All she wanted was for Marcus to get better.

She didn’t believe that there was no cure. Bruce had to know something.

The light in Bruce’s eyes faded with disappointment. Of course, Millie only asked him out for Marcus. She was even willing to point a gun at his head for Marcus.

“Don’t waste your time, Millie. There is no cure.”

With a smile on his face, Bruce didn’t seem annoyed at all. He seemed rather confident that Millie wouldn’t shoot.

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Although he sat there with a confident air about him, he was hurt that Millie would hold a gun to his head for Marcus.

Marcus must have all of her heart.

“I don’t buy it, Bruce! I advise you to give it toright this instant.”

Millie refused to give up so easily. She added, “If you givethe cure, we will still be friends in the future. I did it for you and Marcus. He didn’t treat you badly, you know? Why are you doing this to him? You know what happens to people who mess with him.”

“Millie, in the past, even imperial siblings almost killed each other for the throne. It’s the sthing happening now. There is no pure family affection in a big family.”

Millie was very anxious.

She just didn’t want to believe that there was really no antidote.

She couldn’t permit herself to believe it.

Looking at Millie’s trembling hands, Bruce was amused. She was obviously afraid, but didn’t want to give up.

Suddenly, Bruce joined his hand on Millie’s holding the gun and prepared to help her pull the trigger.

“Three… Two…

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“What are you doing? Don’t think I won’t do it Millie shouted, sweat breaking out of her forehead. Bruce was obviously much more experienced than she thought, and was more emotionally strong.

“Don’t push me, Bruce. I will really shoot.”

“I will…”

“Let go of me, Bruce. Are you crazy? Let go of me…”

The trigger was pulled. The bullet hit the round table, leaving a hole in it.

“ARI”

The waiter who had just cin dropped all the dishes and plates he was holding.

The gun fell from Millie’s trembling hands. She was so scared. Her heart seemed to be beating a million times per second.