Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

However, just as his hand touched Lynn’s mask, Lynn suddenly raised her head to hug his neck and kissed his lips.

Benson’s eyes widened, too shocked to speak.

Although separated by a thin layer of mask, he actually felt that her lips were warm, soft and very comfortable.

He actually kissed a woman.

However, Lynn loosened Benson’s neck after the short kiss as if she just tried to experience. Then she moved her head away, lay back, blinked twice, and looked at Benson’s handsome face above.

She was completely unaware that she had just kissed a man.

Tom, who was driving in front, witnessed this scene in the back seat, and his shock was no less than being struck by lightning.

However, he soon pretended not to see and drove silently.

Next day, Lynn still felt a little dizzy when getting up.

The slippery sheets fell from her, and she bowed her head. Only then did she feel that something was wrong and that she was lying on the big soft bed.

On the other side of the sofa, there was still messy quilt.

She was surprised that Benson actually had slept on the sofa last night.

‘What happened last night after I drank?’

She turned on her phone and found Sherry had sent a message.

“Are you awake, Lynn? Do you have a headache?”

“Thank you very much. If you’re in any danger in the future, I’ll try my best to protect you. My god. You moved me so much last night.”

Lynn poked her forehead, “How did I get back last night?”

“What? you don’t remember? You didn’t even know Benson took you away?”

Lynn rubbed her eyes, suspecting if she read the message wrongly.

“He carried me into the car, are you sure?”

“Hmph, why don’t you believe me? I watched him carry you into the car, which was very sweet. Lynn, I think he’s pretty good. In the circumstances of yesterday, how embarrassing you were to help me. I’m afraid that others would have abandoned you.”

Lynn shook her head, still wondered that Benson had carried her to the car last night.

However, since she had been drunk, she might have made a fuss here if Benson hadn’t took her away. In that case, he would really be shameful.

She nodded, thinking it was also wise of him to take her away for the sake of his reputation.

After chatting with Sherry, Lynn had breakfast.

She retouched the design draft of the magnolia flowers brooch and sent it to the worker, ordering him to make it as soon as possible.

The conditions here were limited, so it was impossible for her to make it by herself.

Then, she began to choose the dress for Vecchia Signora’s birthday party from the ones she bought yesterday.

In the end, she chose a lavender one, which was moderate in color.

However, what Lynn didn’t know was that in the corridor outside the bedroom, Melody was paying close attention to the movement in the bedroom by the excuse of cleaning nearby.

Seeing Lynn choosing a dress there, she secretly said “Bah” and cursed.

“Tsk, how could she buy such beautiful dresses since she’s ugly? What a waste.”

After choosing the dress, Lynn went to the bathroom to take a bath. Since she hadn’t taken a bath last night, there was still an unpleasant smell on her body.

As soon as Lynn went into the bathroom, Melody took out a pair of scissors from her arms and slipped into the bedroom after confirming no one was around. Then she cut the gorgeous dress.

Half an hour later, Lynn came out with high spirit and was shocked for a moment when seeing the broken dress. Going over to pick up the dress and touching the cut, she realized it was cut with scissors.

‘Who was so boring to cut my dress?’

Lynn came to the corridor, which was empty, and the servants in the hall downstairs were all immersed in cleaning. It was impossible for her to find out who had the motive to cut the dress.

Then she turned to go back inside.

At this time, Joyce just came up to water the flowers in the bedroom. When she saw that the dress was cut, she felt distressed.

“How could this be? How could this dress be cut to pieces?”

Lynn thought of a possibility, “Who was cleaning around here just now?”

Joyce recalled.

“It’s Melody.”

‘Melody.’

Lynn quickly remembered that Melody had also served her a meal. She was a very shrewd middle-aged woman.

It seemed that Melody did it, but Lynn still had no evidence now and didn’t know why Melody cut her dress.C0ntent © 2024 (N/ô)velDrama.Org.

“It must by Melody. I’m going to call her up.”

Lynn shook her head and stopped Joyce.

“She won’t admit it Without evidence.”

Then Joyce left in depression while Lynn was also uneasy.

It was impossible for her to throw it away before it came in handy as it was such a good dress.

After seeing the heavy circle of gold thread on the table, Lynn came up with an idea. If she could braid the golden thread into a flower and sew it at the cut, it could cover it.

Lynn began doing it immediately.

However, because the fabric of the dress was very expensive, she had to do it very meticulously, which was labor-intensive. Even when Benson came back in the evening, there was still a part that Lynn hadn’t finished.

Standing at the door, Benson saw Lynn leaning against the table while holding a bunch of purple stuff.

When he got closer and realized that it was a torn dress, he became angry.

“I went to buy a dress on purpose, and I bought a bad one. Who are you?”

Benson said meanly because The Warners had never patched clothes. However, Lynn didn’t look up.

“It used to be good when I bought it for sure, but it was cut by someone malicious.”

‘Cut by someone malicious?’

Benson glanced again at the dress, thinking that no one like that had ever been in this house before.

Seeing Benson’s brows furrowed, Lynn knew that he didn’t believe his words and felt that she was cheating, but she didn’t bother to explain and continued.

Twenty minutes later, Benson came out of the bathroom and went to bed while Lynn was still working.

When he woke up after a sleep, he found that the lights in the room were turned off, but a small light was still on over the desk.

‘She’s so energetic. Hasn’t she slept yet?

Benson had mixed feelings. From his angle, Lynn’s profile was embedded in the warm yellow light, and the bridge of her nose was still shining. She looked like a hard-worked woman in a mural.

After turning over, he realized that he couldn’t sleep.

Thinking that this must be the reason Lynn had turned on the light, he stood up to slam the table twice.

“Turn off the lights and go to sleep.”

Lynn looked up, wondering why he got up.

Just after he had fallen asleep, she had gently turned off the headlights in the bedroom and turned on a small desk lamp to avoid disturbing his sleeping.

As she thought, she looked down again at the last work she needed to do.

She was about to finish it and she had a habit of finishing one thing once she started.

“Go to bed first. I’ll be done in a little while.”

“How can I sleep since you turn on the light and it’s so dazzling?”

Benson glanced at the clock on the wall, which showed it was late, and he wondered if she was tired of doing this all the time.

‘Dazzling? This light is so weak.’ Lynn felt Benson was a little vexatious, so she lightly pinched the petals woven with gold thread, and then took out a black eye patch from the drawer to hand it to him.

“Wear this to sleep.”

She dimmed the light of the desk lamp, but this made it even more difficult for her to see clearly.

Accidentally, the sharp needle stabbed her fingertips.