His Unexpected Bride

ds' eyes flickered for a moment, as if he had

at her disfigu

the photo at her feet and lo

n the one in the picture. Who's the photographer? They're really good. Can I get their contact information?" The veins on De

o drive

hen they dragged her down. Fine, but then they all sat around like

oday, I'll take off my mask and let you see my true face. Afte

er mask. Brenda held her breath, eager

endurance. This woman was both ugly and stup

striding up the stairs with a light ste

ally scratching at her heart i

past life to deserve this ugly woman tormenting us? Oh, I can't

y, she realized the maid was still standing there, eyes wide with curi

I'll call you whe

plied, leaving the room. Only t

elegantly shaped, and her lips were so vibrant and inviting that they seemed to beg for a kiss. When Audrey was twelve, her birth mother, Willa, passed away from a se

, on her way home from school, Audrey was ambushed by some thugs sent

stranger who saved her, her face

se thugs to create the illusion that her face had be

aised pork and popped it into her mout

. The maid, estimated the time, knocked o

aring a mask all day made her face feel suffocated. The maid kno

Known for his cleanliness, he would surely scold

was about to look for her mask when

your... yo

be hideously disfigured? But this face, so delicate and fl

gathered around, searching for photos of the disfigured Madam on th

orway, his face dark and stormy.