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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 1091
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Leon’s gesture was one of disdain, his voice carrying a hint of sadistic satisfaction.

“I regret to inform you otherwise. She breathes still, yet your suffering is a necessity.”

“Payment was rendered. Why keep Millie alive? Ah, I comprehend. Leon, you release her, as she’s your cousin-in-law.”

Nancy’s disillusionment cut deep. Her hired hand was but a pawn in Leon’s game.

“Her incessant prattle is noisy. Remove her!” Leon waved nonchalantly.

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The query surfaced, edged with desperation.

“What’s your intent?”

“Nancy, you nearly sabotaged someone crucial to Franco. Now, retribution beckons.”

Within the confines of the car, Marcus cradled Millie’s head, his lap providing a tender cushion. Bruises adorned her form.

However, the rage in his eyes could not be erased.

Trenton turned around.

“Mr. Thomas, are we going to the hospital?”

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“Yes.”

A gentle touch tended to the wound on Millie’s forehead. Stirring in her unconscious state, a faint moan escaped her lips, a testament to the pain she felt, intensifying Marcus’ remorse.

Upon arriving at the hospital’s entrance, Marcus sprang into action, carefully carrying Millie inside.

Following an examination, the doctor addressed Marcus, lingering attentively at Millie’s side.

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“Mr. Thomas, she’s endured sminor contusions. Recovery should follow in a matter of days.”

“Ensure she receives the best nourishment.”

“Undoubtedly,” the doctor concurred before addressing the nurse, “Judie, please provide Miss Brown with attentive care.”

Judie Miller nodded, though she felt somewhat redundant; Marcus had assumed the role of her caregiver.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, Millie’s eyes fluttered open, her gaze alighting upon Marcus slumbering in a chair by her bedside.

Retrospection brought a sigh of relief; the malevolent intentions of those assailants had been thwarted. Her well-being was preserved.

Yet the details of her hospitalization remained fuzzy. Leon’s intervention was a distinct memory.