The butler and servants shielded Mrs. Woods while the bodyguards tried to pull Lucas away."You beast! Do you have a death wish?" Mrs. Woods shivered in anger. Lucas shoved the dog meat against her face, smearing her face with blood. The scent of iron filled her nose. Soon, the bodyguard managed to pull Lucas away, and she sighed with relief."Beat him! Beat him to death! I will take the responsibility if he dies!" yelled Mrs. Woods at the bodyguard.Irene watched as the bodyguards kicked Lucas. Her heart sank. "Don't hit him! Stop it!" She had never set foot in the living room of the main block. She had hidden in the kitchen the entire time. There was a back door that she would use to come and go. The bodyguards halted at her scream and turned to look at her."Why are you stopping? Keep hitting him! My husband is not home today, and I'm in charge!" Mrs. Woods was determined to beat Lucas to death, not wanting to know what other monstrosities he was capable of.The two bodygua

Tammy laughed. "Avery, I thought you said you weren't in a hurry to see him date?""I'm not in a hurry. I'm just asking," Avery said. "He's in his twenties, and it's normal for him to date.""It's normal for him to get married as well! You already had kids when you were in your twenties," Tammy said with a smile before turning to look at Hayden. "Hayden, what kind of women do you like? Tell me. I have connections...""Aunt Tammy, my brother lives in Bridgedale! Even if he wants to date someone, he's going to look for a girl there. Why don't you worry about me instead? I'm in my twenties as well, so why aren't you guys urging me to date instead?" Layla asked. "Girls my age are all married with kids.""Do you think it's that easy to have children? It hurts a lot! The pain is a hundred, a thousand, even a million times worse than your period cramps!" Tammy wanted Layla to enjoy herself a little more before she went looking for a husband. She needed to mature a little more. "Tammy, y

"This is lamb shank and lamb stew. I cooked pork ribs as well, in case you don't like lamb." Irene laid the food out and took a tube of ointment out from the bag. "Mr. Lucas, I bought this from the drugstore. I didn't know what to get so I asked for a recommendation from the owner. Put this on later at night. Maybe it will work!"Mr. Woods had ordered Lucas to stay home and reflect upon his actions, and he had forbidden anyone from taking care of Lucas. Lucas had remained hungry for an entire day.His stomach rumbled at the enticing smell of the food, and at the same time, he was surprised that Irene would care for him so much."You must be starving, Mr. Lucas. Here." She pushed the lamb skank toward him, "Eating lamb during winter is the best."Lucas' pride caused him to hesitate, but his stomach rumbled in anticipation. "Eat while it's still hot, Mr. Lucas! It won't taste as good if it gets cold." She shoved the plate into his hands, before removing the lid of the pot that con

"They won't come here," Lucas said calmly. "You can go once they are inside the house.""I... I'm not scared." Irene shut the door and turned around, slightly calmer but still awkward. "Mr. Lucas, Mrs. Woods really didn't send me. Even if she wanted to do something to you, she wouldn't ask for my help. In her eyes, apart from my ugliness, the rest of me is insignificant." "No matter how hard you try to explain yourself, you still spent that money." Lucas still felt wary, but he was no longer as angry.While she had spent the money, he was the one who had eaten the food and used the medicine."I didn't spend all of it. There is around sixty dollars left." She took out the change from her purse. "I will throw it away.""What's the point of throwing it away now?" He shot her a cold look. "Don't cry."She froze, thinking that he regretted shouting at her. Just when she felt moved by his words and was about to forgive him, he continued, "You look horrible when you cry.""... Mr. Luc

The scar mask was made using silicone that was molded to the shape of her face, and paint was used to add color to the scar.No one had ever discovered that the scar was fake, as no one apart from her grandmother, had ever studied her face carefully.At first glance, everyone would be caught off guard by her scar, and they would hastily look away. No one gave her a second glance. Like Mrs. Woods had said, the scar on her face would disgust anyone who saw her, and no one would repeatedly stare at something that disgusted them.Though she had encountered injustice in her life due to the scar on her face, she was still grateful for it. Her grandmother had mentioned that there were bad people looking for her and who might harm her.She had ensured to keep the prosthetic on ever since she was a child, and though everyone had called her ugly, she had not been harmed physically. After all, even bad people would be scared off by her scar.After tearing the scar off, she stared at her re