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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 35
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Chapter 35

Chapter: 35 “Gemma, are you here yet?” “Really? Okay, cover quickly. I’m waiting.”

The next second after Millie hung up, a taxi pulled up in front of them, and Gemma got out of it. When she got to Millie and saw Marcus, she got a little nervous and timid. ir. Thomas,” she stuttered.

“Let's go, Gemma!” Millie grabbed the other woman's hand to leave.

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Marcus grabbed Millie’s arm and held her back. How dare she disregard him like that?

“Where are you going?” His voice was chilling enough to make one tremble.

Millie faced him, her eyes meeting his in a silent battle.

“Millie, I'll stand aside and wait for you,” Gemma murmured and stepped away, unable to stand the intense atmosphere. Millie answered him coldly, “I’m going shopping with Gemma to get sclothes.

Do you want to join us?”

Marcus let his gaze travel from Millie’s head to her toes and back again. Then, he said without thinking, “You want to get clothes? And who will you be wearing them for?”

“For everyone to see. And since | will be attending grandma’s birthday party, | need to buy the dress I'll wear for the event.”

“No, you're not attending. You may not be ashamed of your scars, but | am. Even being clothed in beautiful clothes won’t wipe out your scars. It won’t magically make you beautiful,” Marcus retorted, literally insulting her. Millie gritted her teeth and seethed.

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“You're so annoying! All you do is criticize how | look. You only care about looks.

There’s no need talking to a shallow man like you. Don’t you worry, I'll get snice clothes for myself and make you chew your words.”

With a huff, she turned and left gracefully, leaving behind her a faint fragrance in the air.

“Millie Brown!”

Marcus shouted at her receding back in anger. Millie ignored him and pulled Gemma along, quickening her steps.

After watching his boss being bested, Derek struggled to hold back his laughter. He was too late though. Marcus already saw it. “Get back to the company now!” Marcus ordered, his face hard and dark.

“Yes, sir.”

Derek nodded awkwardly, schooling his expression. Millie was quite the interesting woman.