Eve Thompson stood nervously upstairs.
Watching Anthony Charlie, even as he walked towards her, his eyes were reluctant to even blink, she felt somewhat bewildered.
Because the man's gaze was too infatuated, too fond, making her feel that he should be looking at her, yet it seemed as if he was looking through her at another person.
Moreover, his step-by-step approach at this moment inexplicably triggered a sharp pain in her heart.
Some people and things she swore to forget in this lifetime seemed to want to break free and emerge... She must be going crazy. Why else would she suddenly think of that man from the past at this moment?
Back then...
Darkness clouded Eve Thompson's vision she realized that the man had crossed the stairs and stood before her.
She quickly lowered her eyes, suppressing the tumultuous emotions in her heart, and strained herself to smile gently. Then, she said softly and sweetly, "Mr. Charlie, you're back~"
He must love the way she looks, right?
But after waiting a while, the man gave no response. She raised her head in confusion to find Anthony Charlie still looking at her.
Anthony Charlie felt that he must be drunk again.
Otherwise, how could he see her again?
Just like that girl who had grown into an elegant figure over six years. She had shed her childlike innocence and gained some charm of a young woman... His girl...
His eyes drifted over her face inch by inch, as if fearful of missing a glance. He slowly reached out, wanting to touch that face that nearly drove him mad...
But when he looked at her right cheek, he suddenly noticed a purplish hue faintly visible beneath the makeup!
Anthony Charlie snapped back to reality.
His Eve... did not have any birthmark!
When Anthony Charlie reached out, Eve Thompson froze.
She didn't dare move, staring at his slender fingers, and for some reason, she felt his hand was tender at this moment...
But just as his hand was about to land gently on her cheek, it stopped, immediately gripping her chin tightly!
Eve Thompson winced from the pain, was forced to raise her head, meeting his gloomy black eyes.
And his aura had changed too.
JJust moments ago, he was gentle and affectionate, but in the blink of an eye, it was clouded with darkness!
His eyes filled with latent violence, as if he couldn't wait to strangle her.
Eve Thompson was so frightened that her legs weakened!
The next moment, she heard his chilling voice, as if originating from hell,"You don't deserve to dress up like this. Don't put on makeup again!"
After speaking, he pushed her away, turned and strode into the study.
Eve Thompson was pushed back several steps before she could steady herself. She instinctively touched her aching chin,looking bewildered at the position of the study, clueless about what had enraged him.
Was he always this moody?
Eve Thompson took a deep breath, turned around, and noticed the butler looking at her with astonishment.
Eve Thompson clenched her fist. She had made up specially to look beautiful, but ended up being rejected like this. This was a blow to her pride.
So, she smiled gently and sincerely said to the butler, "You see, I wasn't wrong today, Mr. Charlie... He prefers me ugly."
The Butler: ...
"I'm going to remove my makeup now."
Eve Thompson nodded to the butler, holding her head high with pride, and gracefully entered the bedroom.