Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

Lynn was stunned for a moment, “…”

She just felt better and had to leave right away? She was also ready to eat something.

“Okay, we should leave too.” Nathan nodded.

Benson took two steps and turned back.

Lynn slowly removed the blanket from her body and stood up slowly.

When she stood up, she deliberately pay attention, fearing that she would fall down if she got up too violently.

Luckily, after standing up and feeling okay, Lynn lifted her heels up.

Late at night, the two of them drove back to the villa without any obstructions.

As soon as she stepped in the door, Lynn heard two servants talking about her with gusto.

“Bah, how could Lynn be so embarrassed to go to the banquet? She’s just like that. Doesn’t she feel too embarrassed?”

“No, she looks so ugly. She really has no self-knowledge, shameless, I am one hundred times more beautiful than her. How can she marry Young Master?”

“Why, because she is ugly and poisonous, haha…”

Lynn rubbed her temples, well, their comments on her were even worse than Quentin’s.

When heard there was a sound of footsteps behind them, the two of them felt guilty. They stopped laughing and looked over, seeing a strange and beautiful woman.

“Excuse me. Who are you?”

Lynn came over, and the two did not recognize the beautiful woman in front of them as Lynn.

In the face of the two capitalized questions, Lynn was not in the mood to explain their confusion, nor did she want to reason with them.

The mouths were on others, they could say what they likesd.

Straight past the two, Lynn stepped forward.

“Who is she? She’s so dragging.”

“I can’t see it yet. It must be that Master Young has someone outside and brought it back.”

“But why do I think, she’s a little familiar, especially her eyes, like a person…like Lynn.”NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

“Impossible, there has never been such a beautiful woman in this family. I guess, it must be the ugly guy who disgraced Young Master at the banquet and was kicked out by The Warners. Young Master fell in love with this woman again at the banquet and brought her back.”

The more they talked, the more excited they became. Lynn suddenly found it interesting. She turned back, stood in front of them, and smiled at them.

“You just said I’m a little familiar. Yes, I’m familiar with you too, because I’m your Young lady-Lynn.”

“Today is the first time I take off my mask, remember my face. Don’t think of me as the other women of your Young Master in the future.”

After speaking, Lynn shrugged and went to the kitchen to find something to eat without looking back, leaving the two of them stunned in place.

Benson came in after answering the phone, passing by the two servants.

“Go and take this month’s salary tomorrow morning. The Warners don’t need servant liking to talk about the master.”

Answering the phone didn’t mean he couldn’t listen to the unbridled discussions of the two.

“… Young Master, Please don’t let us go. Sorry, we shouldn’t talk nonsense.” Like a bolt from the blue, the two became anxious.

Benson didn’t pay attention to the two of them at all. He never took back what he said, let alone two insignificant servants.

Lynn brought a serving from the kitchen, sat down in the dining room, forked a piece of ham and put it in her mouth.

She licked her lips, and the ham melted in her mouth. It was a savior for her who was about to starve to death.

If she had known earlier that she would still show her full face. After all, when she was wearing a mask, she couldn’t eat or drink.

Benson passed by the dining table, watching Lynn eat with a ruddy face. His slender and strong legs stopped, and he tapped the table twice with his fingers in a deep voice.

“Pour me a glass of milk.”

Lynn pressed the soft lips with the golden fork and looked up at the speaker, not seeming to understand what he was talking about.

Benson didn’t repeat, looking down at her condescendingly.

Two seconds later, Lynn waved to the servant not far away.

“Come here and pour him a glass of milk.”

“Did I let her down?” Benson pressed his temper, and it was only after he left the bar that Lynn was about to challenge him again.

“Looks like tonight’s lesson wasn’t enough.”

Lynn lowered her head subconsciously, glanced at her legs, and the feeling of soreness and weakness came back to her mind again.

Lynn shook her head sharply, shaking off the humiliation.

The good mood was completely destroyed in an instant. Lynn put down his fork reluctantly, and told herself to endure the calm for a while.

Getting up and going to the kitchen to get an empty glass and returning, Lynn picked up a large bottle of milk on the table, poured a glass and handed it over.

Benson glanced at her before taking it slowly, but as soon as he took it to the study, a successful smile appeared on his face.

The next morning, The Millers.

Alexis looked at the newspaper and suddenly screamed.

“Ah, why is that? Lynn is not disfigured at all, the scar on her face is fake, she lied to us.”

Maureen, who was drinking tea next to her, almost spilled the tea in the cup on the ground.

Putting down the cup, Maureen snatched the newspaper from Alexis’s hand and read it. After reading it, Maureen’s fingertips trembled with anger.

“This bitch has been pretending to be ugly.”

Vecchia Signora’s banquet last night invited major media. Lynn’s real face was generously displayed in the newspapers, accompanied by detailed events.

Every word in the paper stung Maureen’s eyes, and she struggled to tear it to shreds.

“It turns out that this bitch has been lying to us. It seems that she has been guarding us since she was a child. We really underestimated her.”

“I’m so unlucky, Benson isn’t crippled, Lynn isn’t disfigured. I’m a big joke.” Alexis tugged at her hair, laughing at herself.

After a moment, Alexis changed her face again.

“No, we can’t let uncle operate on Lynn’s grandmother. Lynn is lucky, why should I believe the rumor that Benson is disabled, obviously I should be his wife. I’m mad at me.”

learning that Benson wasn’t crippled, Alexis had regrated for the past few days.

Now she learnt that an ugly girl who had been looked down upon by her since she was a child was not disfigured, and the longer she looked, the better she looked.

She hated the feeling terribly.

“Don’t worry about this, of course I won’t let your uncle operate on that old thing. A bitch, an old thing, both of them deserve to die, they still want to live and it is delusional.”

Maureen squeezed a fist and said fiercely.