Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

Benson had already been in the car when she came out, and he was still driving that Bentley today.

Lynn was standing where she was, confused, and thought, ‘Is he really going to take me to work? That’s weird, and he never did this before.’

Benson had a look at his phone, and then put it down. He found that Lynn was still standing outside, so he rolled down the car window.

“Do you get in or not?”

Lynn was puzzled, “Do you really want to take me to the company?”

Benson pointed at the wheel with his long fingers, “I promised to take you to the company, but when I came out yesterday, you had already gone. I’ll drive you today.”

Seeing the arrogant expression on Benson’s face, Lynn thought to herself, ‘It’s really lucky of me that he still remembers what he said before.’

Lynn walked to the other side of the car, and got in.

The car drove away fast from the villa with Katrina looking from behind with envy in her eyes.

Benson cast a glance at the belly of Lynn who was wearing a white T-shirt and looked very innocent and pure. Her sunken belly was sharply defined by her undulating breasts.

Lynn felt Benson was looking at her, and it was kind of embarrassing for her in such a quiet enclosed space. Lynn turned to look at the flashing scenes through the window, leaving Benson a beautiful profile, in case she met his gaze.

Benson put his left elbow on the car door, and took back his gaze at Lynn. He found that Lynn didn’t talk much when she was in the car. Either she slept or looked at the passing scenes.

His charm meant nothing to her.

For him, it’s like a riddle that could never be solved. It was true that she married him in place of Alexis, but why didn’t she throw herself at him?

After a while, Lynn swallowed slightly after she noticed that he had stopped looking at her.

“What are you going to do with the wedding photos shoot? Whether you believed it or not, I really tried to persuade your grandma to give up the shoot, but I didn’t make it. You can say that I am not capable enough, but you cannot say I didn’t do it at all.”

She really tried her best since she even admitted that they loved each other in front of Mrs. Warner. But no one was grateful for that. Instead, they even slandered her.

“It’s so clever of Mrs. Warner to see through everything with those dim eyes even though she looked so amiable and kind,” Lynn felt that she could hide nothing from her.Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

Lynn turned to look at Benson after she murmured all those words and found Benson didn’t answer her.

Benson squinted slightly, and the expression on his face became serious. ‘Lynn thinks that I don’t believe her, so she is explaining this thing to me again!’ Benson thought.

Looking at the upset expression of Lynn, Benson began to have the sulks, and he also knew that his grandma was not easy to deal with. It’s not surprising that Lynn failed to persuade her.

But when he asked Lynn about this thing this morning, Katrina and Chelsea began to slander her, saying that she went to fawn on Mrs. Warner instead of persuading her to cancel the shoot.

‘She must be very aggrieved now.’ Benson thought.

Lynn’s heart jolted for she thought Benson still didn’t believe her. She gritted her teeth, and looked very grumpy. ‘I tried my best anyway, and I don’t care whether you believe me or not,’ Lynn thought.

“I see,” Benson responded when Lynn was about to give up.

‘What? Does he mean that he believes me now?’ Lynn was confused.

“There are some snacks in the box on the back seat. Help yourself,” Benson turned to look at the back seat.

Lynn was stunned, and looked back. She was really starving right now for she ate nothing but some French fries after finishing her work.

Lynn leaned her body to reach for the box, and found a pile of files in it. The so-called snacks were a packet of cookies and a bottle of milk.

Benson put them on the car for unexpected needs. Lynn looked at the two things, feeling a little disappointed.

Benson frowned when he saw that Lynn couldn’t tear open the packet, so he pulled up the car, and leaned over to Lynn, which scared her.

“What are you… doing?” The packet of cookies and the bottle of milk dropped back into the box.

“Do you have to eat French fries? I find you are really fond of eating that thing. Haven’t you grown up yet?”

Weren’t those French fries what little kids liked to eat? He only ate them for several times when he was a child, and he couldn’t even remember what did them taste like now.

“What do you mean by ‘haven’t grown up yet?'” Lynn didn’t understand what he just said.

“I always saw those little kids carrying a bag of French fries in their hands, and they even sucked their greasy fingers after eating them. You are much like them.”

Benson found it very unusual for someone to eat snacks so early in the morning while others were chatting, especially for those from the Warner family who always followed a strict diet.

What Benson described was so vivid that Lynn really thought of a scene in which little kids sucked their fingers after eating something, which made Lynn very awkward.

But it’s natural for those kids to eat snacks. You couldn’t laugh at them for that.

And it’s fine for the adults to eat some snacks. It’s super normal, isn’t it? Why did he think it’s childish?

“Who told you that adults couldn’t eat snacks? There are many people fond of eating snacks, and you just happen to dislike them,” Lynn argued in favor of herself as well as the majority of people.

She was in such a hurry to argue that when Benson turned to look at her, he found there was blush crossing her face, as if she was still a teenage girl.

Benson swallowed.

Looking at her again, he found her tall and round nose was irradiated with the sunshine, sparkling like shining stars, and her red lips were tightened into a thin line, just like tempting fresh fruits.

Without any signs, Benson felt the animal nature inside him was awakened again suddenly.

Lynn turned to look at him, wondering why he didn’t start the car, only to find that he was about to kiss her.