Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

The person lying on the ground raised his head a little, but he changed his expression suddenly and tried to commit suicide by biting his tongue.

Benson immediately stepped on the man’s neck, making him unable to speak and give up self-mutilation.

Then Benson called Neil and Neil rushed here in a hurry.

Pushing the two murderers to Neil, Benson commanded coldly, “Torture them and record the process so that uncle could appreciate it slowly.”

“Yes.” Neil escorted the two murderers away.

Glancing at the debris on the ground, Lynn patted her head and decided to clean up tomorrow morning because she was really sleepy.

Benson kicked it and looked up to find Lynn approach to the window and tiptoe to close it tightly.

Besides, she also push it hard to make sure that it wouldn’t be opened. Only after that did she close the curtains and walk back.

“It’s finally time to sleep. Don’t forget to turn off the lights and close the door when you go out.” Lynn glanced at Benson who was standing, and then she went to the bed, closing her eyes.

‘I’m so sleepy and I’m really going to sleep. After picking oranges all afternoon during the day, my hands and legs are sore.

‘She’s fallen asleep?’

Benson approached to the bed and found Lynn licking her lips, really in a sweet dream.

When she was licking her lips, she wept the soft lips lightly with the tip of her pink tongue. Recalling this scene and her delicate face, Benson frowned, his body suddenly tight.

After swallowing , he raised his hand to turn off the light and sat down on the sofa, take out a cigarette to light it.

Hearing Lynn’s shallow and soft breathing, Benson felt inexplicably comfortable. After confirming that Lynn had been asleep, he suddenly had a ridiculous idea.

After smoking another cigarette, he stepped on it and stood up to take off his clothes, and then he gently lifted half of the quilt.

On the next day, Lynn stayed in bed and got up latest.

Sitting up, she rubbed her head and was about to clean up the quilt when she found the traces of someone lying next to her because the bed over there was dented.

In a chill, she looked at the window, which had been open.

She remembered that she had closed it hard last night and the pillow next to her had been upright, but now it was lying flat.

Patting her face, she wondered if there had been someone lying next to her last night.

‘Didn’t Benson leave last night? No, he dislikes me to so much that he’ll never sleep together with me. Therefore, it couldn’t be him.

Then it must be that the murderer had sneakered in again.

It’s over, it’s over.’ Lynn’s heart was beating fast and she immediately lowered her head to check her body. Fortunately, she was slightly relieved when realizing that she hadn’t been sexual assaulted.

However, she was sure that the other side of the bed had indeed been lying on last night and that it must have been a freak. The indentation on the bed was long and wide, meaning it wasn’t a woman.

‘Could it be the freak impotent that so I was luckily not be sexual assaulted?’ But she was about to get mad just by thinking she had slept on the same bed with a strange man.

Feeling extremely anxious, she clenched her fists in anger and was determined to find out the freak and kill him.

…

In the center of the Lakeside Pavilion in a hill was the Lakeside Restaurant, where Benson and his men were having breakfast.

As soon as he looked up, he saw that Lynn tied her hair into a bun and was heading here to eat with in low spirit. Anxious and weak, she looked like she had been out of her mind.

Lynn was in highly anxiousness now, feeling sick all over as if she had been crawled by caterpillars. ‘Is that freak fat or ugly, old or young. It’s so annoying.’ Grinding her teeth, she really wanted to kill that freak right away.

As soon as she arrived at the center of the restaurant, she was surrounded by people. The company stipulated that everyone should be here on time at 7:30 for breakfast. However, Lynn came late and looked lazy. Obviously, she was a counter-example.

Moreover, Lynn had never appeared in the company before, so everyone judged at her arrival. Katrina also glanced at her and cursed lowly.

“How could she sleep so late? Is she a pig?”

She said it so quietly that Lynn didn’t hear it, but everyone sitting with Katrina heard it and teased with their mouths covered.

“Young lady, I’ll guide to Mr. Warner’s table for breakfast.” Neil came over to guide Lynn.

Glancing at the table where Neil was mentioning, Lynn found there happened to be an empty seat.

Then she looked around again and found it was full of people, so she nodded and thanked Neil, following him over.

After sitting down, she had no appetite at all although she had been late, feeling upset.

The people ate together with her were Benson and other senior executives. After Lynn sitting down, they carefully looked her up and down.

Benson picked up the milk glass and leaned back, glancing at Lynn.

Before dawn in the morning, he quietly went back to his room and when he left and saw Lynn’s rosy face in a sound sleep, he felt so guilty that he trembled.

Last night, he had planned to lie down in Lynn’s bed for a while and then leave because he had been insomnia every night staying here. When he found Lynn was sleeping so soundly, he was tempted.

Originally, he just intended to leave as soon as he felt that. However, he didn’t expect that he almost slept until dawn.

He was sure that Lynn would get enraged once she learned that he had slept in her bed last night.

Although Benson never doubted his own charm, he just had a hunch that if Lynn found out that he had slept in her bed, she wouldn’t be as excited as other women liking winning the lottery.

Lynn forked a piece of bread into her mouth and chewed for a while, and then she held her cheek with one hand.

After a while, she began to lower her head again, still in a low spirit.

‘Who was that person last night? What an asshole.’

Remembering that Benson had been still in her room before she went to bed, Lynn turned to look at him secretly, wondering that Benson might be that freak.

‘What if it is he that opened the window in the morning?’

On the other hand, Benson was cutting the steak gracefully with a domineering profile face that was domineering, looking as normal as usual.

Turning his head slightly, he narrowed his eyes and the two of them almost met the gazes of each other. Then Lynn hurriedly looked away.

She was really eager to ask Neil, who has been standing beside, that where Benson had slept last night.

“Are you feeling unwell, Young lady? How about I take you to the hospital?” Lynn glanced at Neil while Neil said in advance because he had long noticed that Lynn had been absent-minded all the time.

Lynn shook her head.

“No, I’m fine. I just didn’t sleep well last night.”

“Is it uncomfortable to sleep in that room? I’ll change the room for you later, Young lady.”

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“Have you heard that she was frightened last night? When she got up to go to the bathroom, there was a man peeping at her outside the window.”

“No way. Maybe there was a freak sneaking in at night to harass her.”

“That’s what we guessed. Miss Green said that the person was ugly and wretched with abscesses all over his face by the flashlight. It must be a bad man.”

“Really? Is there anything wrong with Miss Green? Tsk, Miss Green is fat and round like a dinosaur. How randy that freak was to even peep at such a woman.”

“You’re right. But fortunately, Miss Green is fine and said that the ugly man had clawed the window and went to the side as soon as finding out that she had been awake. He must have gone to another room.”

“God, which room did he go to? It’s so terrible. How could there be such a bad person?”

“I think that bastard probably climbed into a certain room and succeeded in harassing a woman. You’re so stupid. It’s impossible for the victim to say it. Girls are very face-saving. It was already unlucky for the victim to be harassed, so it’ll be difficult for her to make a boyfriend once she speaks that out.”

“It makes sense. Fortunately, it hadn’t been us to be harassed, for God’s sake. What a bad freak.”

The two girls continued whispering as they walked forward.

Lynn’s hand holding the fork suddenly turned cold, thinking, ‘It means that the ugly man went to sleep with me last night?