Chapter 504
Substitute Marriage: Falling For My Ugly Wife
Marcusâ first thought was that something bad had happened to Millie, which made him unconsciously ball up his hands into fists.
Then, Millie emerged from the bedroom and made her way to the stairwell, carrying on as if nothing had happened.
Upon seeing her, Marcus felt a huge sense of relief.
In the midst of this disarray, Denbyâs voice cut through the tension, laden with reproach.
âYou two are behaving inappropriately. What's the meaning of this commotion?â
Gianna, often mindful of decorum, seemed to have lost her usual control in the presence of an important guest, much to Denbyâs
displeasure.
Gianna halted, casting a glance at Marcus before suppressing her anxiety. She explained, âItâs nothing; continue your
conversation. Mia isnât feeling well, so Iâm taking her to the hospital.â
With Mia swiftly ushered into a waiting car bound for the hospital, the scene unfolded.
Millie descended the stairs and entered the living room.
Denby struggled to contain his anger, his tone carrying weight.
âMillie, what occurred just now? Did you mistreat your sister? She was perfectly fine a while ago; why the sudden rush to the
hospital?â
It was clear that the situation was far from simple.
Miaâs hasty hospitalisation suggested a more serious issue.
In contrast, Millie exuded an air of calmness. Given the recent interaction between the two upstairs, Denby assumed Millie had
bullied Mia.
In Denbyâs perception, Millie was perpetually plotting.
Faced with Denbyâs probing, Millie momentarily found herself at a loss for words.
Denbyâs treatment of Mia had always been marked by kindness, a stark contrast to his indifference toward Millie, even in her
motherâs presence. Such paternal affection was a foreign concept to her, leaving her to wonder how he could be so cold-hearted.
She vividly recalled the day he introduced an older girl named Mia, claiming her to be his and Giannaâs daughter. The revelation
had left her mother deathly pale.
Given Denbyâs lack of warmth towards her, she felt no compulsion to reciprocate loyalty.
Millie gestured towards Miaâs half-empty tea cup, her voice steady.
âDad, thereâs something you should know. My sisterâs actions are nothing short of foolish. She secretly added a medicine to her
own tea, rendering herself infertile.
This medicine, | heard, was recently developed by her uncle. Thankfully, she didnât tamper with my cup; otherwise, | might have
faced the same fate.â