Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

His cold gaze made Lynn shudder, and the bright smile she had just flashed faded away.

John noticed that Lynn’s smile was gone and her face was pale, so he spoke up for her.

“Benson, come on, you scared Lynn. That was too harsh. It’s fine. Taking pictures while standing there is boring, and I think her suggestion is a good one.”

It seemed that Benson would not agree whatsoever. Lynn decided to go to the side for some air.

Lynn held up the hem of her dress, about to walk away dejectedly. Benson’s heart softened, and he stopped her.

“Okay, let’s do it.”

Although he had taken a photo with that girl for a reason, it was a heavy blow for Lynn.

He felt guilty seeing her upset.

‘What!’ Lynn turned around and froze. Her pretty eyes were full of surprise.

The others also looked at each other in shock. They couldn’t believe the stern man had relented.

When Lynn made those requests, everyone was concerned. This woman was young, but her requests were crazy.

She wanted to ride on this honorable man’s neck. That was insane.

A drama was coming up. Quentin shouted, “Guys, let’s go. We don’t want to disturb the shooting.”

“Photographer, get ready for it.”

The crowd immediately dispersed and left the venue.

Before Lynn could react, Benson took a step forward. His deep eyes were gently staring at her. “Wipe your tears. I’m not a crying woman sitting on my shoulder.”

Lynn subconsciously wiped her eyes which tingled a little, but there were no tears. She explained, “I’m not crying…”

Before Lynn could finish speaking, Benson bent down, held her legs, let her soft hips sit firmly on his firm shoulder, and then straightened up.

In mid-air, Lynn quickly put her hand on Benson’s other shoulder. She was both surprised and embarrassed by his sudden action. Shyness crept onto her face.

She felt so high off the ground.

The hem of her snow-white dress drooped down her shiny high-heels like a white fishtail.

Everyone present was shocked. They had done such a stunt without much effort.

The groom was tall and well proportioned. Sitting on his shoulder, Lynn looked shy and beautiful.

The photographer got the right feeling and called out immediately.

“Be quick, deliver the bouquet to the bride. The shooting begins.”

This posture, coupled with a bunch in the bride’s hand, was even more amazing.

Holding the bouquet of fresh flowers, Lynn bit her lips as she found the posture a bit awkward.

Benson couldn’t lift his head. He straightened up and held Lynn’s thigh firmly with his robust arm. He was worried that she would be afraid of the height and fall off.

“Can you sit still?”

Hearing his words of concern, Lynn whispered in surprise, “Yeah, it’s quite stable.”NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

Lynn itched to cover her face when she found that Benson’s friends were gaping at them.

“Guys, look at the camera… Click… Click… The bride, hold the flowers and smile… looks sideways at your groom… The bride and groom, open your hands… Click… Click… Click…”

After numerous clicks, the photographer stopped the shooting, and Lynn got off Benson’s shoulder.

The photographer was surprised that the filming had gone so well this time. The couple had done a good job posing.

The photographer checked out the photos. Each one was unexpectedly good, and he said with emotion.

“The two of you have outstanding looks, but we don’t even need to edit the photos. The raw pictures are like blockbuster images.”

In every photo, the bride looked shy, but the smile in her eyes was broad and undisguised.

The groom boasted a handsome face and a pair of shiny eyes that exuded confidence. Standing there, he held the bride’s thigh. People couldn’t help admiring them.

The photographer brought his high-definition camera, showed Lynn and Benson the footage, and snapped his fingers. “This photo is so beautiful, wonderful.”

Lynn took the camera curiously and checked it out. She was surprised. It was much better than she had imagined. She couldn’t tear her eyes away.

Returning the camera to the photographer, Lynn said, “Good job.”

After the photographer walked away, Lynn concealed her excitement and deliberately looked sideways at Benson in an indifferent way, but the flush on her face never disappeared.

‘He probably would not cooperate with me for the next posture,’ she thought.

It was high when she was sitting on his shoulder just now, but he hadn’t shaken even in the slightest. He was stable and looked relaxed in the photo, which showed his great strength.

While Lynn was lost in thought, Benson looked at her tender cheek. “Go and change into a set of simpler clothes. It will be difficult to pose in this big dress.”

Lynn was a little surprised. ‘He’s willing to do the next posture?’ she wondered.

Watching the back of Lynn, who was changing her clothes, Benson curled his lips. He had to say that the photos taken so far were pretty good.

The arrogance in himself and the tenderness in Lynn complemented each other.

Lynn changed into a light dress and came over. Benson was stunned. Different clothes gave her new looks. His attention was drawn to her even more.

Lynn was at a loss for what to do.

“Stop dawdling, come on.” Benson squatted down so that Lynn could mount successfully.

“Um.”

Lynn hummed and got on his neck.

That was her request, and she couldn’t back out. As soon as she sat up, Benson lifted her off the ground.

It was so high, and Lynn was dumbfounded. She hugged Benson’s neck tightly, her long legs dangling from his neck. Benson held them firmly.

Benson’s action gave her strength, and Lynn was less scared. The corners of her mouth curved up. ‘Hmph, once you bully me, you’ll have to raise me high.’

Sitting on the neck of the lofty man, she thought of how he had bullied her and felt victorious.