Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

“Just now, your blanket was lifted. I came here to cover it for you. Don’t think too much about it. I care about you, and now you’re repaying kindness with enmity. Are you going to kill me?”

The man’s angry expression suddenly started to change as he looked down. He started staring at her body. Lynn was puzzled. What was he looking at? Why was he not angry? She struggled to lift a little and followed the man’s gaze.

…

When she saw her chest, the cold sweat on her body instantly turned into a hot sweat. What was going on? Why did one of the buttons of her pajamas was unbuttoned? It revealed the red color of the bra, and the skin in it was as white as porcelain. It was extremely eye-catching.

Lynn was dumbfounded and anxiously said, “Let me go. Stop looking. Stop looking. Close your eyes!”

Lynn struggled, but the man was too strong for her to resist. The sexy body was under him, and Benson found that his throat was getting dry. This woman came to his bed at midnight and unbuttoned her button. Did she want a man?

“Why are you so horny, take your clothes off at night and climb on my bed?”

‘What did he mean?’

Lynn anxiously explained, “No, it wasn’t like this. I’m not that kind of person.”

“You think I’m stupid? Look at yourself!”

Inside the red bra, the body looked extremely charming and sexy. It was like enchanting poppies blooming in the night, burning brightly and making Benson full of lust.

“No, don’t look anymore. Let me go.”

Lynn’s face was flushed. Why was her pajama unbuttoned? She was about to be crazy. Benson pursed his lips, and her body was agitated. The soft feeling from last night suddenly came to his mind. He felt bewitched by something, and his hand got closer and closer to her boob.

“Ah, no… no…”

Lynn panicked and moved back little by little, but her power was limited. She thought that she was going to be screwed today. Just when Lynn felt that she couldn’t escape the hot palm, she didn’t dare to face him. After closing her eyes, however, the man did not touch her. The man tilted his head, pinched her pajama, and raised it a bit.

Benson’s throat moved slightly to suppress the impulsion in his body. He released the restraint on Lynn.

“Don’t do it again. If you dare, go and sleep at the door. Remember, even if you are lonely and horny, you have to endure it. You should be clear that marrying me means you’ll live like a widow. I will never touch you.”

What? Lynn was angry, and even her ears were red. How could she be lonely and horny?

“I, I was not lonely, I just…..”

‘Cough, I can’t tell him my motives.’ Lynn tightly pursed her pink lips. Fine, she got no chance to explain it anymore.

Fortunately, this man restrained his lust. Taking advantage of Benson taking his hand back, Lynn immediately got out of bed.

Leaning against the bed, Benson gripped the bed sheet tightly, enduring the agitation that was about to break out of his body. He was almost unable to restrain himself because of Lynn.

…

The next day.

Lynn sat in the living room and peeled fruit, intending to make a fruit breakfast for herself. She hadn’t slept well last night, and dark circles under her eyes had emerged. She wanted to eat some fruit to replenish vitamins.

Benson hadn’t gone to the company yet, and her long legs in gray pants overlapped as he sat on the sofa without saying a word.

Lynn felt her face hot. When she looked up, she found that the man next to her was staring at her with a strange look.

Lynn felt uncomfortable and continued to peel fruit, but his gaze was still there. She wondered what the hell he was looking at.

After a few seconds, he was still staring at her. Lynn was speechless. Dropping the knife, she was confused about the eyesight of Benson.

Suddenly, she recalled what had happened last night. She was pressed by him, and Benson stared at her with his hot and pressing eyes. Lynn felt guilty and embarrassed, so her face was flushed.

Benson frowned. This woman must have reminded her of something. He picked up the document on the table, got up, and left.

Looking at that arrogant figure, Lynn realized she got something to discuss with him. She hastily chased after him to attend the banquet. When Lynn came out, Benson had already gotten in the car and was ready to leave.

“Wait,” Lynn shouted while running downstairs. However, Benson had already left.

Lynn took a few steps, but two bodyguards followed her, and Lynn looked back at them.

“What are you doing?”

“Young lady, we’ll protect you on young master’s orders.”

Lynn turned her head again, and Benson’s car had already disappeared.

“Protect me? It seems that he ordered you to monitor me.”

The two bodyguards didn’t say a word, which could be considered an implied consent answer. Where Lynn went, both of them followed, and she was not allowed to leave the villa.

Lynn didn’t manage to get out of the villa even after she had pitted her wits against the two guards for the whole morning. Realizing that time was flying, Lynn was upset and sat on the sofa in a sad mood.

Chelsea had put on makeup. Before leaving, Chelsea took an impatient look at Lynn, who was sitting in the living room and instructed the two bodyguards, “Keep an eye on her. She is not allowed to leave the villa today.”

Then the car started, and Chelsea set off for the party.

With the atmosphere stuck, someone came in from the door to report.

“Young lady, someone is looking for you.”

Who would look for her? Lynn looked at the door and saw Maureen coming in.

She came over and found Lynn lazily looking at her, completely ignoring her, which failed Maureen’s self-esteem.

“Lynn, are you blind? Don’t you see me?” Raged Maureen said with her hands at her waist.

“What do you want?” Lynn glanced at her and spoke in a calm voice. There was definitely nothing good going on with Maureen’s arrival. She was not interested in Maureen, and her mind was filled with the matters of the birthday banquet.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

“What kind of tone is this? Do you really think you’re Ms. Warner? Don’t forget that you’re just the bitch of the Miller family, and you will not get better even if you married the Warner family.”

Maureen never thought that Lynn would still be indifferent to her; she was extremely angry at Lynn’s attitude.

“Are you done? If you don’t have anything more to say, you can leave.”

“Interesting. You want me to leave? Don’t forget how you married into the Warner family. That’s all because of me helping you. Otherwise, this was originally supposed to be the home of my daughter, but you bitch took it.”

Maureen’s face was full of regret. She had never expected Benson to not be crippled at all.