Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
Chapter 681

Millie embarked on a cleansing ritual, seeking to purge both physical and metaphysical clutter. Amidsther endeavor, an unexpected lightheadedness sought to usurp her equilibrium. Bruce, swift as anembrace of the breeze, encircled her waist, his touch a steadying anchor.

A tableau of concern unfolded as Celeste, an inadvertent observer, entered the scene.Misinterpretation painted the canvas of her expression, anger and suspicion intertwining in a dance ofemotions.

“Millie, Bruce!” Celeste’s voice, a herald of confusion, punctuated the air.

They released each other promptly. Despite the misunderstanding, Bruce struggled to clarify.

“she teetered on the precipice of fainting. My intent was merely to extend a helping hand.”

Millie, too, found herself ensnared in an uncomfortable web of feelings. Celeste’s suspicions likelypainted a portrait of an illicit affair between her and Bruce.

“Engaged in tidying the space, I was. Rising from my exertions, a spell of hypoglycemia nearlyovercame me. Bruce, out of kindness, attempted to lend his aid.”

Having laid bare their intentions, their explanations stood as an offering. However, despite the revealedtruth, Celeste’s gaze remained inscrutable, harboring trust for Bruce yet withholding it from Millie.

The notion of Millie attempting to captivate Bruce flickered within Celeste’s thoughts.

“Millie, your mastery of weaving schemes is truly remarkable.”

Astern gaze from Celeste pierced Millie’s heart, igniting a tremor of fear within her.

“No fault rests with her. It was my hand that initiated contact. The fault lies solely with me.”

Had he foreseen Celeste’s reaction, Bruce pondered, he might have refrained from extending his aid toMillie. Millie’s pride remained steadfast in the face of potential misunderstandings.

Furthermore, Bruce harbored a deep disdain for the perils of misinterpretation.

Celeste’s gaze shifted towards Bruce, issuing a directive with authority. “Bruce, take your leave now. Ihave matters to discuss with her.”

Bruce’s gaze flitted uneasily toward Millie who nodded her consent. Then he obeyed, departing thescene.

After all, kinship dictated that he adhere to Celeste’s wishes. Though a specter of apprehensionloomed, he acquiesced to family loyalty.

In a measured tone, Millie extended a plea. “Mother, please, take a seat.”

Celeste’s retort was laced with disdain. “No need for that.”

Celeste retrieved a paper from her leather handbag and gave it to Millie.

“Cast your gaze upon this.”

Upon hearing this, Millie grew uneasy. Unfolding the paper, she found her and Marcus’ identityinformation. Eventually, she pursed her lips, and her eyelids twitched involuntarily.