The Ugly Bride Is An Unlikely Genius!

nse. His fingers instinctively went to his collar,

e suddenly ask something like th

before he managed to calm th

eally do about it? She had no choice but to marry him. After all, she had no famil

th, preparin

and free of his grasp and walked away without ackno

he could not read his lips from behind. She had no way of knowing w

disappearing figure bef

u putting on now? You refuse to treat Zoe? Fine.

ly issued an order. "Don't serve Marissa anything today. If she asks for food, tell her Zoe isn't feeli

eared at the corner of her mouth. For three years, she had be

slipped, she could hardly believe

d and placed them inside a compact suitcase. She wanted everythi

the faint discoloration along her cheek. The medicine she had applied last night had produced remarka

before the injury d

rby. It had been simmering for three days already. By the time the w

ave matured by now. She decided to inspect the greenhouse

sessed unusually suitable soil for cultivating the precious medicinal plants sh

perficially respectful posture, but the contempt in her voice was unmistakable. "Ms. Spencer, Miss Anderson isn't feeling well today. Everyone i

hearing anything, she did not

uctions had reached her loud and clear. She gave the woman nothing more th

nderson tomorrow, yet he won't even allow her a meal. Once she becomes hi

temples. Her carefully applied makeup and expensive appearance could not conceal the

rimand anyone for humiliating Marissa, Cynthia treated th

s reputation. You need to understand what is appropriate and what isn't. There are rules in the Anderson household, and the first is knowing your position and ob

re issuing another command. "My head is k

ardened. Her voice fell into a low, spiteful murmur. "Useless thing. I've let her treat me for years, yet she still hasn't mana

nearly l

ferably hypoc

r with Zoe was hardly hidd

yet they still wanted to maintain the appearance of a r

ill expected her to obediently cure her headache without

haven't eaten anything yet, so I don't have the strength

entrance without sparin

a's fingers remained pressed against her temple, f

her mind? How dare she speak to

But when she spotted Marissa in the yard, carrying a small hoe

nto the sofa once more. "So she went to prepare my medicine. That's the only thing she's good for,