Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

Lynn held her phone. She already knew that Nancy was not a good person, and she didn’t mess with her. But she could send text messages to call her rubbish.

Lynn threw down her phone and fell asleep. The more this kind of person texted her, the more arrogant and energetic she became.

But after a while, another message came in from her phone. The screen glowed blue, which was dazzling. Lynn took it and glanced at it.

“You don’t even dare to reply to the news. It seems that you are very cowardly. After all, you are an ugly duckling with no morals and no confidence. Hahaha, I really despise it.”

Lynn sat up immediately. If she didn’t let her sleep at night, then well. She took the phone and replied to the point.

“I’m trash? Oh, now the trash is the wife of your boss, so what kind of trash are you? You are the trash that people throw on the ground and no one picks up.”

Lynn jumped up, lay down again, jumped up again, held the phone for a while, and put it down for a while, so the blue light on the screen sprinkled on her white face. It was obvious that she seemed to be angry, and her whole face was crooked.

Benson watched Lynn’s every move. His eyes were deep, and he couldn’t help caring about her, “What happened?”

Lynn glanced at him sideways, and squinted her eyes. She remembered the scene of Nancy throwing herself in his arms just now, but she bit her lip and didn’t answer him.

This woman has never liked to speak out about her difficulties.

“Show me the phone.” Benson sat up and approached her, wanting to take Lynn’s phone and see what happened.

Lynn turned off the phone, and slammed back into the bed. She was furious. When she lay down, she accidentally kicked Benson’s leg hard.

Benson, who took a solid kick, a shadow flashed between his eyebrows, but he didn’t know anything.

Lynn lay down, holding the quilt. Her whole body froze, wondering if she just kicked a solid thing, is it his thigh?

She originally wanted to kick the quilt away, but unfortunately, she kicked him mercilessly on his leg.

Lynn bit her lip and struggled to say sorry.

No, he could cuddle with Nancy, she had nothing to apologize for, and he didn’t even apologize to her.

Lynn turned over and turned her back to Benson, wrapped in the quilt. If he dared to be rough with her, she would fight against him.

Feeling that the quilt was full of malice, Benson looked at the vague bulge on Lynn’s side, his eyes dimmed. He strongly resisted the urge to bring Lynn over and rub it for a while and lay down.

This woman, he will one day open her teeth and let her tell him any grievances.

In the other room, Nancy stared at Lynn’s response to her news as if she had read it wrong. Lynn was so arrogant, and she even said that she was worse than trash!

Doesn’t she want to live?

Oh, what a drama, a woman who was once rumored to be ugly, but when she took off her mask, she had a face that made people jealous.

It was an irony that what was originally a weed in a dark corner turned into a beautiful flower in an instant.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Nancy felt her chest blocked and went to the balcony to blow a cold wind.

Soon, a trace of contempt flashed in her eyes. What if Lynn turned from a weed to a flower? After all, she couldn’t compare with her talent.

The next day, Lynn got up, and the side was empty.

Lynn got out of bed. She had insomnia last night, and her stomach was aching all the time. This morning, she had no energy. Lynn went to a coffee shop and ordered a dessert.

It’s just that after she sat down, and she felt a lot of eyes looking at her.

She glanced sideways, and the table next to it turned out to be Benson, Mrs. Barton, Nancy, and Neil and Simon, who were on one side. There were several boxes of jewelry on the smooth table.

Looking at the situation, they should be talking about things.

Lynn got up and moved to a position far away from them.

Benson’s eyes darkened. ” Doesn’t Mrs. Barton like any of these jewelries?”

These are the jewels collected by The Warner Group, all from the hands of the chief designers of The Warner Group, and they are very precious, which can also represent the sincerity of The Warner Group.

Mrs. Barton was not selected, which was beyond Benson’s expectations.

Mrs. Barton shook her head, “Mr. Warner may have misunderstood what I meant. These accessories are very luxurious and expensive, but they are not suitable for me. Please ask Mr. Warner to take them back.”

“Take it away.” Benson glanced at Neil.

Seeing that all these accessories were returned by Mrs. Barton. Nancy, who had been sitting dignified, secretly tilted her mouth. It was just right to return them, otherwise, how would she appear important later?

Nancy smiled and introduced herself.

“Mrs. Barton, I’m the chief designer of The Warner Group, Nancy. It’s a pleasure to meet Mrs. Barton.”

Mrs. Barton nodded, “Oh? So you are the famous designer of The Warner Group, Nancy.”

“This time, Mr. Warner asked me to come here, hoping to satisfy Mrs. Barton’s wish and design a necklace that suits you. Can you tell me the requirements, Mrs. Barton?”

Mrs. Barton took a sip of coffee and instead asked, “I heard that Nancy Designer was sick and has been in the hospital. Looking at it today, Nancy Designer looks good, not like someone who has just been sick.”

Mrs. Barton is not stupid. She has already investigated the information of The Warner Group. Before she came, she read Nancy’s resume, which was excellent, but she was very interested.

Mrs. Barton also hoped that Nancy could achieve her wish.

But when she got here, it backfired. She regretted hearing the news of Nancy’s illness. She sent her subordinates to investigate but came to another surprising conclusion.

Nancy was very ill, suffering from a disease that no doctor could detect.

Then this thing is interesting, is Nancy looking down on her?

This time the list, once signed, was huge, and she couldn’t believe The Warner Group didn’t know what she meant.

Nancy was blocked by Mrs. Barton.

The meaning of Mrs. Barton’s words is that she knew that she was sick, and she thought that she was pretending to be sick and deliberately not coming to look down on her as a person.

Nancy first glanced at Benson, and found that Benson had a sullen face, not intending to speak for her, and immediately looked back.

About the matter of pretending to be sick, she originally wanted to prove her importance to The Warner Group, but she was not expected to be understood by Mrs. Barton as disrespecting her.

Nancy smiled, “Thank you for your caring, Mrs. Barton. I’ve recovered and my complexion has recovered. Please be assured that I will definitely design a necklace that you are satisfied with.”

“Miss Nancy is so confident?” asked Mrs. Barton with a smile.

“Yes, I have the confidence. I have designed a set of products for the Duke of Windsor, and he was satisfied.”