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Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

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Chapter 483

Chapter: 483

Celeste interpreted Bria’s words as veiled sarcasm.

Upon entering the premises, Celeste cast a withering glare at Bria. “Keep your mouth shut and step away.”

Bria recoiled, her pulse racing. What had cover Celeste today?

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Thus, she promptly retreated. However, within a couple of strides, Celeste’s voice reverberated, this taimed at a vase of flowers in the hallway.

“Bria, didn’t | instruct you to dispose of these flowers? Why are they still here? Do you take my directives lightly?”

“| apologize, Mrs. Thomas. I'll discard them immediately.”

Millie, who was in the kitchen pouring milk, paused upon hearing Celeste’s outburst.

Seconds later, Millie sneaked out with the milk, ascending the stairs discreetly.

Later in the evening, Leon dropped Lois off at her splendid gate.

“Do you want to head upstairs and take a seat?” Lois gradually unfastened her seatbelt while suggesting.

“It's getting late now. You can head inside. I'll visit your parents another day.”

Though Lois yearned to linger in the car with him, she abided by his words and disembarked.

Inside the house, she greeted her parents in the living room with a semblance of casualness before ascending the stairs. Climbing to the balcony, she sought evidence of Leon’s departure.

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However, as her gaze swept the vicinity, his car was nowhere to be found. A fleeting trace of disappointment creased her features.

The realization struck her anew—he hadn't completely embraced their relationship.

Earlier, when she initiated a kiss, while he hadn't rebuffed her, he hadn't reciprocated either.

Awistful smile curved her lips, her sorrow tinged with a touch of solace—he was treating her more kindly than before. The following moming, Millie’s phone rang, and Gianna’s nilluminated the screen,

Gianna’s request was clear: Millie was summoned back to the Browns’ house for lunch, with a pointed insistence on bringing Marcus along.

What could Gianna possibly be scheming this time?