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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 1017
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“Oh my God! Millie, I saw a beautiful woman inside. Is this villa Marcus’ property too? Could that woman be his mistress?”

Grace’s words were based on what Millie had previously mentioned about Marcus’ late nights out for social activities. She couldn’t help but connect the dots.

A wave of anxiety washed over Millie as she clutched her phone tightly, her mind racing.

“Millie, are you listening?”

Millie remained silent, her mind a whirlpool of emotions. Grace’s anxiety grew, her palms sweaty as she regretted her words. She knew they must have been a massive blow to Millie.

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“Grace, are you sure it’s Marcus’ car?” Millie finally asked, her voice restrained, a deep breath punctuating her question.

“I’m certain it’s his car. I was in a taxi, and his car passed me.

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He was driving,” Grace replied, her voice diminishing with each word.

“Okay, I understand,” Millie responded calmly, a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside her.

“Millie, are you all right?”

“I’m fine.”

After ending the call, Millie returned to her home, sinking into the sofa, motionless.

Her thoughts were consumed by Grace’s words.

If Grace’s suspicion was correct, what would she do? Marcus’ recent strange behavior seemed to confirm the possibility.

Once, their marriage had been a sham. If Marcus had cheated on her then, she could have walked away, signed the divorce papers without a second thought.

But now, things were different. She had genuinely fallen in love with him.

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Millie felt a suffocating weight on her chest, making it difficult to breathe. Glancing out at the dark night, she decided to see for herself. She needed to know the truth.

Meanwhile, in Peninsula Villa, Marcus’ wound was being examined by the doctor, his face strained with concern.

“Mr. Thomas, the wound isn’t healing at all. What should we do?”

Harlan spoke, his voice filled with seriousness.

“Don’t lose hope. If it doesn’t improve, you’ll need to accelerate the development of new medications.”

The doctor touched his forehead, determination in his eyes.

“Yes, we’re all working hard on it. The medical organizations on the island are committed as well. We will definitely find a cure for Mr. Thomas wound.”

He then proceeded to change Marcus’ dressing with the utmost care and caution.