Married to Billionaire after Being Disfigured

“You saw it just now, I dismissed two servants, and they left, but the work of this villa has to be done by someone else. I don’t think you have a busy day, and you will be responsible for their future work. ”

Wasn’t she busy? Lynn narrowed her eyes, Chelsea was treating her as a servant, thinking of ways to arrange things for her.

Chelsea slowly adjusted the expensive cape on her shoulders and glanced at Lynn.Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

“Of course, I’m not treating you as a servant by doing this. In the future, when you’re done with the cleaning in this house, you can still go out to play, but you have to do things in this house.”

Lynn frowned, “But I’m not idle, I have my own business to do.”

“I don’t care whether you are idle or not, but The Warners don’t support idlers. You were right last night. You really didn’t use The Warners ‘ money, but you live and eat with us. We eat exquisite food and live in a suitable place so you will have to do this housework every day in the future to offset these meals and accommodation.”

Lynn was stunned, working to offset her room and board. She was really racking her brains to make it difficult for her.

Chelsea gave the servant a look, and for a moment, the fired servant put the rag in Lynn’s hand and looked at Lynn with sympathy.

“Young lady, this is a rag. This villa needs to be cleaned carefully at night. It’s hard work.”

“Get to work, don’t you want to go to bed?” Chelsea said, getting up and heading to the bedroom arrogantly.

Lynn was ashamed, but she really couldn’t refute it, she ate and lived here.

Looking at the two servants next to him with a sad face, Lynn went over with an apologetic face.

“Sorry, I made you lose your jobs.”

The two servants were a little flattered, “It’s okay, young lady, we can still find work.”

The two of them thought that this young lady was also a poor person. This was their job, and the young lady would do it alone in the future.

After the two servants left, Lynn rubbed her sore shoulders and glanced at the wall clock. It was already twelve o’clock. If she didn’t work harder, she wouldn’t be able to get up tomorrow.

Picking up the rag, Lynn hurriedly wiped it up, and had to get up early tomorrow to go to work for Sherry.

One room, two rooms, three rooms… Lynn was so exhausted that she could fall asleep standing up. Rubbing her aching legs, Lynn pushed the last room away.

Benson heard the sound and looked sideways at Lynn who came in. His sharp eyes widened. Obviously, he was surprised to see Lynn wrapped in a white apron, wearing gloves, and carrying a bucket.

Wasn’t this the dress of the housemaid?

Lynn avoided Benson’s gaze, walked straight to a row of bookshelves, quickly wiped it up, this one was all, and it was time to rest when it was done.

This bookshelf was really big and there were so many books, Lynn glanced at it roughly. There were finance, world history, astronomy, each one was as thick as a big dictionary.

Benson looked over, and Lynn was leaning on her toes, her beautiful calves straight, her hips raised, and she quickly wiped the bookshelf.

Benson noticed that his throat was dry and squinted coldly.

“It’s a servant’s job, you go out.”

Lynn wiped for a while and didn’t look back.

“I am your servant.”

Benson frowned, when did Lynn become their servant?

Lynn turned back into the bucket, washed the rag, and wrung out the water.

“Hmph, when other people marry their daughter-in-law, it’s all good food and drink. Just you The Warners, when you get married, you’ll be a servant. You can eat a meal, sleep in bed, and you need to work to get back, okay. Just do it. After all, I don’t like to eat and live for free. Work is well, this is also exercise, so I don’t have to go to the gym.”

Benson understands that Chelsea must have made Lynn do this, and now this girl was complaining.

However, seeing Lynn’s sullen look on her face, Benson slid back into the chair and folded his arms across his chest.

“It’s not impossible to work outside and do some work at home.”

Lynn turned back suddenly, glanced at Benson. She didn’t expect Benson to say anything nice, this man looked very good, but his words were very ugly.

The man was still joking, and the corners of Lynn’s mouth twitched.

“There are a lot of books, and they are quite thick, but they are not bought to look good, right?”

“Then do you want to take the test?”

Test him? Lynn was startled, looking at his confident look, it seemed that these books were not decorations.

Lynn shook her head: “No need. Don’t interfere my work.”

Lynn came to Benson’s desk, glanced at the two scattered pages, Lynn picked it up and sighed.

“It’s a mess.”

Benson folded his arms, just two contract pages, messed?

After tidying up the table, Lynn began to wipe the table, and she did a good job, not a coping wipe.

Benson’s eyes kept falling on Lynn’s body. This small body was full of energy, and she could do so much work after a day’s work.

With a sudden “bang”, Lynn’s elbow accidentally touched Benson’s pen, and the pen rolled under the table and down between Benson’s thighs.

Lynn was about to reach out and hold it, but she didn’t have time.

“Isn’t the pen broken?” Lynn stopped what she was doing and asked uncertainly. The shiny pen was a gemstone pen, and it looked very precious.

Benson lowered his eyes, glanced at the pen lying under the table, and raised his eyes.

“You pick it up and take a look?”

Lynn glanced at Benson’s thigh. He was sitting still, and the pen was in the corner under the table. Below, the space was limited, how could she pick it up? If she wanted to pick it up, it would definitely rub against his thigh.

Lynn pursed her lips: “You pick it up.”

“Didn’t you drop it? Pick it up quickly, this is a masonry pen from Aurora, a limited edition worldwide.” Benson scanned Lynn from head to toe, as if estimating.

Lynn’s snow-white face suddenly turned pale, Aurora’s diamond pen, this was a nobleman among pens, and a pen touches a building.

What kind of luck was she? When she nearly finished her job, and she also got a trouble.

” Oh, I’ll pick it up.”

Lynn bent down in resignation, bowed down, and a part of her thin white waist was exposed. Benson glanced at it; his eyes floating.

Lynn wished in her heart, this precious pen was safe.

With the pen in hand, Lynn withdrew slowly, and as soon as she straightened up, she bumped into a hot chest.

“Well.”

This collision, Lynn’s hypoglycemia was also committed, and she was instantly weak, sitting on Benson’s lap and pressing her head.