Substitute Fiancée: Unmasking My Ugly Wife

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foundation, drew the harsh eyebrows, and pulled the oversized b

ri Marsh was back in the Chavez estate dinin

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re is a god. She took that hairpin turn at a hundred and twenty. Sparks

spoonful of bland oatmeal into her mouth

doors opened.

were bloodshot. The dark circles under his

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at his sides. He shot Holt a look so venomous the

e said, his voice dangerously

y turned it into a violent coughing fit, grabbing her

g heavily on his cane. He looked at

rennan at the office early today.

r muddy complexion and hideous sweater. His jaw cl

, Averi walked ou

rtin Valkyrie. The exact same car she

nger door and slid int

He slammed his door shut. The

e started the engine and

palpable. He drove aggressively, his knuckles white on the steering wheel, his mind

window, watching the city pass by,

aiting at the school gates. Averi climbe

of the Chavez estate, the butler immediat

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ractically glided across the room. She threw her arms around Clarke

purred. "I missed y

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al game. The disgust vanished, replac

to Averi and g

lock tight. She was touching Averi, but her

fake warmth. "I've heard so much about you. You are just...

She hunched her shoulders and look

irs. When he saw Izabella

th actual taste in this house. My e

e, tinkling laugh. She shot a sideways glance at

a large potted fern, blending into the shadows. She twis

fawn over Clarke. S

nd the thick lenses of her glasses, her eyes were cold