Substitutee Marriage: Fallingg For My Ugly Wifee

Chapter 312

Her embrace offered a hint of relief, a balm to his inflamed senses. Marcus hesitated, granting Rhea a sliver of hope. Had she succeeded?

Her hope, however, was abruptly shattered when his hand clamped onto her throat, the veins on his hand bulging out. “It seems like you have a death wish. I'll grant it for you,” he snarled.

“Ugh...

Marcus’ grip intensified, and Rhea gasped for breath like a fish out of water, teetering on the precipice of death. “Marcus, I... Let go...of me...

Rhea’s voice was growing faint, and the edges of her consciousness were beginning to blur. Only then did Marcus release her, letting her crumple onto the floor.

... Will leave. | will... leave now!” He stood tall amidst the darkness, his imposing silhouette radiating an icy dread. Despite her inability to discern his features, Rhea could feel the menace emanating from him and the fear clutching at her heart.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She stumbled to her feet, leaving the silk scarf that had fallen from her neck in her haste to escape. Her hand flew to her throbbing neck, and her mind focused solely on flight.

Any lingering would seal her fate.

Once Rhea had evacuated the room, silence descended again.

Marcus squeezed his burning eyes shut, cursing the torment that was threatening to consume him. Millie stepped out of the taxi and hurriedly made her way to the hotel's entrance.

What had happened to Marcus? She had received an unusual call summoning her here.

As Millie reached the grand gate of the hotel, a figure rushed past her in a blur. He was going so fast that she couldn’t see the person clearly, but somehow, he felt familiar.

However, the urgency of the situation prevented Millie from dwelling on who it might be. She went straight to the room mentioned by Marcus. The call had left her feeling restless and on edge.

Walking down the softly carpeted corridor, Millie finally located the room, as Marcus had instructed. Standing before the door, she let out a sigh of relief.

The door wasn’t entirely closed. Millie raised her hand and knocked, but there was no response.

She cautiously pushed the door open, revealing darkness within.