Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee
Chapter 692

Millie’s chin felt like it was about to crack under Leon’s crushing hold. The pain caused her to lose strength in her hands and drop the thermal jar to the ground.

She continued to look defiantly into Leon’s irate eyes, however. It was all Fiona’s plan, and no matter how she tried to explain it to him, he would not listen because Fiona was his beloved.

Leon was startled by the look in Millie’s eyes. There was no guilt or fear in her eyes, only growing defiance.

“You…”

Abruptly, he shoved her away from him. Although she was on the verge of tears, the woman refused to back down.

Millie rubbed her reddening chin before crouching down to pick up the broken thermal jar. The soup had already spilled on the ground, so she would have to make it again.

She clicked her tongue in annoyance and grumbled, “You may have good vision, but you’re so blind.”

With rage in his eyes, Leon snapped his gaze at Millie. How dare she insult him?

However, during the entire ordeal, he could feel that something was wrong. When he grabbed Millie’s chin, there was tightness in his throat.

Millie turned to go back inside the neighborhood, then stopped and looked back to scowl at Fiona.

“She may have been the apple of your eye once, but she’s nothing more than a rotten apple now.”

Millie walked away confidently, giving off an air of disinterest as she went. Leon was smart, so it was a wonder why he chose to overlook Fiona’s avarice and self-centeredness. Could love really make

someone blind?

Fiona balled up her hands into fists. Millie basically implied she was a horrible person when she called her a “rotten apple.”

“Leon, it really hurts!” Fiona cried.

She almost gasped, feeling like she had been stabbed, when Leon tumed around and his piercing gaze nailed her on the spot.

“Come on. I’ll take you to the hospital.” Leon willed himself to calm down and dropped the intensity of his gaze.

In the bar, Rhea swirled her glass, her face glowing with excitement. She was seized by the thought that Millie must have lay awake the previous night, consumed by why Marcus had cheated on her.

With a triumphant slap on the bar counter, she expressed her joy. She had finally succeeded in ruining Millie’s life!

“One more glass,” she demanded.

After finishing her drink, Rhea asked for another.

From what she could discern in the director’s tone, Marcus had sustained serious injuries.

How could Marcus show such kindness to Millie? Even when injured, he concealed it from her, fearing that she would worry. This realization saddened Rhea.