Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
Chapter 575

His adoptive mother, who had rescued him, nurtured his education, and embraced him as her own, hadsuccumbed to illness. The girl who had rescued him from the abyss of despair had vanished, leavinghim uncertain of her fate.

His pursuit of medicine wasn’t driven by a desire to rescue others; rather, it was fueled by the hope ofcuring his adoptive mother’s ailment. Yet, cruel irony reigned.

He became a savior to many, but his skills couldn’t rescue the one he held most dear—his adoptivemother.

Leon stood up.

“Rise and depart. Your supplication, even adorned with a genuflection, won’t sway me. I’ve forsakendoctoring.”

Millie’s act of kneeling, a stark departure from her demeanor thus far, flustered him, evoking anunfamiliar emotion. Her past ceaseless presence akin to an incessant buzz, grating on his patience.Her chatter ceased abruptly, leaving an unexpected disquiet in its wake.

In due time, her chatter subsided. Curiously, Leon found himself unaccustomed to her indifference.

Millie lifted her gaze, disbelief swirling within her eyes.

How could his heart be so unyielding? A chance to rescue her grandmother was callously dismissed.His cruelty knew no bounds. Gianna might be evil, but even she would bend for gain.

Yet Leon diverged, bereft of desire and immune to persuasion.

“Leon, I implore you, save my grandmother. I’ll craft jewelry for your union with Miss Brown. Mycommitment is unwavering. Should you engage in conflict with your grandmother, my intercession shall

be swift.”

She paused before continuing, “Do you despise me? Should you perform this surgery, I shall vanishfrom your sight forever.”

Her entreaties flowed ceaselessly, each oath a thread binding her plea. She laid herself bare, herresolve unshakable.

Millie’s words flowed in a cascade, a concerted effort to thaw the frost encasing Leon’s heart. Theweight of her grandmother’s salvation loomed large; failure to seize this chance would etch an indelibleguilt across her life’s tapestry.

Millie’s fingers extended, grasping the sleek fabric of Leon’s trousers. This instant marked the zenith ofhumility in her existence, yet in her pursuit of her grandmother’s deliverance, she remained imperviousto the magnitude of her act.

Tears coursed down her cheeks, relentless as a river’s course.

Leon’s knuckles whitened as he clenched his fists, a maelstrom of irritation raging within. He wrestedhis leg from her grasp, his voice roaring in a tirade.

“Julius, assist her; escort her away.”

Julius advanced, intent on extending a hand to aid Millie’s ascent. “Miss, I implore you to withdraw.”

Julius was keenly aware that Leon’s resolve was unyielding.

But Millie resisted unyieldingly. She brushed away her tears, her gaze defiant through reddened eyes.“I shall remain here, kneeling in perpetuity, unless your accord is won.”

She couldn’t retreat; she couldn’t witness her grandmother’s suffering. The worsening state of hergrandmother was an affliction she could not bear to accept.