Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

“What do you mean when you’re in the study?”

Lynn was stunned, moved even closer to her, like a dark cloud. She was a little worried that he would hit her.

“Words in the study?”

The words in the den weren’t too harsh, was he coming to fight for Katrina now?”Men are all hungry wolves, are you so sure?”

There was a hint of magnetism in Benson’s voice.

Lynn’s eyebrows twitched, and the man felt like he was being insulted.

“I, I was just casual remark… what are you doing.”

The man’s dark face was suddenly tinted with a strange color, and his beautiful thin lips pressed against Lynn’s snow-white neck, Lynn felt her neck warm.

The man got closer and closer, and Lynn could even smell the man’s unique mint smell.

He was bout to kiss her neck, Lynn was shocked, she tried to run away, but the man grabbed her hand, making her unable to move.

“Go away!” Lynn really panicked.

“Hmph, you’re wrong. For example, you, the men all over the world, will not rush towards you when facing you, but instead avoid it.”

The moment the skin was about to touch, the man moved his lips away in disgust and snorted coldly.

That’s it?

It turned out to be deliberately embarrassing her, Lynn’s pale face wrinkled with fright, and her frantic heartbeat was slowly calming down.

Lynn took a deep breath, rolled her eyes, straightened her jet-black hair, turned on the hand cream, and pretended to calmly apply it to her hands..

Benson glanced at her.

“No matter how you take care of it, the ugly scar on your face won’t go away, stupid.”

Lynn was humiliated, the anger that was dissipating suddenly reunited.

“So what? I take care of my hands so they are fine and beautiful, and when I look at them, I will be in a good mood.”

“Treating the symptoms, not the root cause.”

“I like it.”

Benson, “…”

Lynn bit the corner of her mouth, a man she didn’t like, she could never let him hurt her.

After that, Lynn walked over to the bed, lifted the quilt, and laid down on the bed.

Benson’s wide palm tightened. This woman, she was not only thick-skinned and vicious, but also good at debating. Because she had just put on the hand cream, Lynn was afraid that the hand cream would stain the quilt. She raised her hands and hung them in the air. Under the bright lights, her hands were even finer.

Benson’s eyes flickered, this was the most beautiful hands he had ever seen.

Benson came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bathrobe and with wet hair, Lynn had fallen asleep peacefully.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Benson realize that Lynn was sleeping on his bed, where did he sleep? He couldn’t have slept in the same bed with this ugly woman.

He endured a burst of anger and came to Lynn’s side, but the woman’s sleeping face was very sweet.

Wearing a mask, some of her exposed skin was impeccable, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes rested like butterfly wings, and her forehead was smooth.

Lynn slept soundly, and Benson stopped when he reached out his hand to pick her up, which was obviously a sleeping image of a princess.

His mind recalled the scene in the hall when Lynn was about to remove the mask. The face under this mask was really as ugly as her malicious heart? The places that were exposed clearly showing her beauty.

Surprisingly, Benson stretched his hand to Lynn’s mask, getting closer.

For some reason, the closer his hand got, the more uncontrollable it trembled.

He didn’t even understand when he became so indecisive.

Benson’s hand had landed on Lynn’s mask and was about to rip it off.

The sleeper’s eyes suddenly opened, and she was dazed as a handsome face came into her eyes.”what are you doing?”

Benson pulled his hand back immediately, feeling guilty for the first time.

“You get up and go to sleep on the sofa.”

Asking her to sleep on the sofa, Lynn looked at the large sofa. Although the sofa was large, it was not as comfortable as this bed.

It also occurred to her that Benson was definitely not going to sleep in the same bed as her, and someone was definitely going to sleep on the couch tonight. In order to seize the opportunity, she fell asleep early, but unexpectedly, the man woke her up.

The quilt was warm and Lynn was leaning against the fluffy pillow, in fact, her hands were squeezing the quilt tightly.

“I’m not going, I’m sleepy, you go to sleep on the sofa.”

Benson narrowed his eyes, and a strange emotion crossed his heart.

Lynn was like a kid who wouldn’t get up and was tantrums with him.

But within a second, he was indifferent, staring at Lynn with black pool-like eyes.

“Do you know who you’re talking to? Believe it or not, I’ll throw you out to sleep at the door.”

Lynn bit the corner of her lips, let go of her hand holding the quilt, and sat up slowly, she couldn’t be too tough with this man.

As soon as she carried the quilt to the sofa, with a snap, the room fell into darkness.

Lynn stomped, what man, she hadn’t even laid the quilt.

Benson on the big bed turned over, he frowned, this woman had slept for a while, and the quilt was filled with the smell of this ugly woman.

The next morning, Lynn woke up early and started washing up.

She went downstairs and found Katrina sitting on the sofa, the servant brought fresh fruit refreshments for her, and Mrs. Warner also sat over.

Katrina glanced upstairs, met Lynn’s gaze, and she frowned coldly.

Last night, Benson wasn’t going to sleep in the same bed with this ugly bastard, was he?

When she went back last night, Katrina hadn’t slept all night. As soon as the day dawned, she rushed over to inquire about the situation.

No, she shook her head immediately, impossible, Benson was so noble, how could he sleep in the same bed with an ugly monster.

This ugly bastard dared to embarrass her last night, let’s see how she can screw her up today.

Afraid she doesn’t know that she was loved by Chelsea. In this house, she was half the owner.

Lynn came downstairs, and Katrina waved to her with a smile, “Miss Miller, you’re awake, come and sit.”

Miss Miller?

The name was interesting, Lynn stopped in her footsteps towards the garden, she gave a sideways glance and surveyed the fake-smiling Katrina.

“Okay, then I’ll come over to chat with Miss Black.”

Lynn turned around and walked towards the living room, but there was no more seats left, so Lynn had to walk past Katrina to sit on the couch inside.

Katrina said sympathetically, “Miss Miller, pass in front of me.”

Lynn had no doubts, “Thanks.”

Lynn walked, and suddenly stumbled under her feet, staggered violently, and her knees hit the corner of the coffee table.

Suddenly, a piercing pain hit her whole body.