Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter: 415
After retreating to the sanctuary of her room, Millie eschewed beginning her
design without delay. Instead, her fingers danced across the keyboard as she
delved into the virtual world to unearth information about Mrs. Barton.
Time's passage was marked by the soft clicks of her mouse until she stumbled
upon an archived interview featuring Mrs. Barton. Within it, the host inquired if
red was her favored hue.
Observation had told them that Mrs. Barton's wardrobe blazed with red, yet the
response was a pause that hung heavy in the air. Eventually, she slowly shook
her head, her voice soft but decisive, revealing her true affection for the shade of
black.
Millie's mind tumed over this revelation, as if peering into a mystery.
Black!
Acolor cloaked in secrecy, symbolizing safety and humility.
A spark ignited in Millie’s creative soul, and with a newfound inspiration, she set
to work designing with fervor.
When Marcus returned, he found Millie slumbering at her desk. Gently lifting her,
he placed her on the bed.
He noticed the childlike wetness at the corner of her mouth—a secret shared
only in sleep.
Without revulsion, he tenderly wiped away the drool, marveling at his lack of
discomfort.
Millie's lips smacked in her sleep, a subtle sign of relief as the stickiness
retreated.
Marcus’ eyes were then drawn to Millie’s half-finished creation, and his curiosity
was piqued. But alas, it was marred by the errant drool; its lines were blurred,
and the drawing was tarnished.
Millie awoke in the pre-dawn hush, checking her phone to find the time had
slipped to two in the morning.
Realizing she was in bed and Marcus was peacefully sleeping nearby, she
wondered if he had carried her to bed last night.
Eased from bed and driven by a need to continue her work, she approached her
desk, but what met her eyes left her stunned: a crumpled draft marked by a dried
watermark.
A pang of sadness and embarrassment struck her; her drool-soaked paper must
have been witnessed by Marcus.
Visit popsnovel.com to read full content.
Flushed with both determination and
mortification, she sat down, pulled
out a fresh piece of paper, and began
anew. Her design, already etched in
her mind, flowed effortlessly onto the
paper. The content is on
popsnovel.com! Read the latest
chapter there!
Visit popsnovel.com to read full content.
She settled on a two-layer snowflake
motif, a dance of large and small
snowflakes encircling a white
diamond at the core, surrounded by
black diamonds in the outer
snowflakes. The content is on
popsnovel.com! Read the latest
chapter there!
There was no black snow in nature's palette, but her choice was guided by the
cryptic words from Mrs. Barton's interview.
Visit popsnovel.com to read full content.
By the time the morning clock struck

: EA?
eight, Millie's labor was complete.
With urgency, she sent her work to
the team she had been working with,
imploring them to bring it to life. The
content is on popsnovel.com! Read
the latest chapter there!
The Thomas Group boasted a team of master craftsmen, ready to publish
Nancy’s work as soon as it was complete.
Having finished her design, Millie stretched and looked around, discovering
Marcus still asleep.