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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 658
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Chapter: 658

Fiona immediately seized Giovanni’s arm and said, “Don’t go. I’ll tell you everything.”

She had no choice. It was better for her to tell Giovanni herself than for Millie to inform him.

Giovanni was interested in money. As long as Fiona told him she had found a wealthy man who could provide substantial funds, Giovanni wouldn’t complicate things further for the sake of money.

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As she expected, Giovanni didn’t becjealous after learning the truth. Instead, he encouraged her to do her best to extract more money from Leon.

After reassuring Giovanni, Fiona promptly called Lois and informed her that Millie had witnessed what had happened between her and Giovanni.

Fortunately, Lois was able to maintain her composure. She believed that even if Millie informed Leon, he might not believe it. Lois’ words provided Fiona with srelief.

In the evening, as Millie was returning from the hospital and about to enter, the door to Fiona’s room swung open, and Fiona hurried over.

“Leon is here. I’ve cooked a lot of dishes, and we can’t finish them all. Cto my room and dine with us,” Fiona invited.

Millie was bewildered.

Faced with Fiona’s unexpected enthusiasm, she didn’t know how to respond.

As though nothing had happened, Fiona grabbed Millie’s arm and said, “Con.”

Leon was indeed present. Several dishes were laid out on the table. Fiona warmly guided Millie to a chair, but Millie sat stiffly.

“Flynn, take a seat. It must have been a hard day for you at work,” Leon said warmly.

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Fiona moved to hold Leon’s hand and lead him to the dining room.

Leon held her hand, visibly concerned about her. “What happened to your hand?

Why is it red?”

Withdrawing her hand, Fiona replied indifferently, “It’s nothing. I scalded it while I was cooking.”

Leon’s concern deepened. “Don’t move. Sit down. I’ll bring the rest of the dishes in from the kitchen.”

He tumed and made his way to the kitchen, saying, “Thank you, Flynn.”

After serving the last dish, Leon took his seat.

Fiona’s face lit up with happiness. “Let’s begin. I hope you’ll enjoy my dishes.”

She then carefully ladled a bowl of soup for Leon. “Flynn, have a bowl of soup first before eating. It’s good for your stomach.”