Love After Leaving: No Regret (Agnes and Raymond) novel Chapter 338

Even Vivian, standing off to the side, was so shocked her mouth fell open, and no words came out.

Seeing their expressions, Tiffany felt panic and fear crash into her at once.

She hurried to her feet and ran to the mirror.

But the face in the mirror was nothing like the one she knew so well. It was clearly a... ghost!!!

"Aaaaaaaah!"

Her scream ripped through the entire cruise ship. Even the vessel seemed to shake.

Shrieking, Tiffany collapsed to the floor.

"My face! My face! Why did it turn into this?!"

You could see it happening in real-time—Tiffany's face began to swell, turning a vivid, angry red.

It looked like she'd been scalded by boiling water. Her skin was so flushed she looked like a beet, or someone with a grade-A case of sunstroke.

Tears mixed with the red essential oil and streaked down her face in lines.

Her face was puffed up like a balloon, her eyes barely more than slits.

With that twisted, bared-teeth expression on top of it, she looked like a demon crawling out of hell.

Then, something hit her. Enduring the pain, Tiffany pushed herself up from the floor, turned to the spa therapist beside her, and roared, "You! Speak! What the hell is going on?! Why did my face turn into this?!"

The therapist stayed calm. "Miss, I already told you. This is a normal reaction.

"Maybe... your skin is a little more sensitive, so the reaction is stronger. It'll get better in a bit."

Tiffany clearly didn't buy it. Pointing at the rich girls beside her, she snapped, "Then why are they all fine?! Why am I the only one with sensitive skin?!"

The therapist said, "Everyone has a different skin type. Do you usually not do skin care? You don't even know that?"

Tiffany exploded. "What kind of attitude is that?! What do you mean, I don't do skin care?! What kind of shady crap are you trying to say?!"

The therapist replied, "I'm not. Miss, you're too emotional right now. How about we wait and do the treatment later?"

Tiffany barked, "Yeah, right. My face is already like this, and you still think I'd let you touch it again?!"

Then she suddenly frowned and looked at the bottle of essential oil on the table.

That bottle... the color looked different from the one she'd picked earlier.

She clearly remembered choosing the one with the blue label, but the bottle here had a red label.

She rushed over, grabbed the bottle, and inspected it closely.

In that instant, she realized something. She spun around and pointed at the therapist who had worked on her face.

Trembling in horror, she asked, "Th-this... y-you... where did you get this bottle of oil?! This isn't the one I picked! This is..."

She stopped herself. It was clearly the bottle Agnes had chosen.

After seeing Agnes pick out her oil, Tiffany had rushed to the restaurant on the cruise ship.

There, she secretly grabbed a bottle of chili oil. And not just any chili oil. It was made from the hottest ghost peppers in the world.

Everyone gasped. Th-this is Agnes?! She's actually disguised herself as a spa therapist!!!

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