Everyone was stunned by what they had seen.
Most of them looked frightened rather than taking pleasure in my misfortune.
I could imagine what my face looked like, thinking that it should be the same as one in a horror movie.
Finally, a woman thought of taking out her cell phone to take photos of me. I was so scared that I lowered my head and covered my face, pleading, "Let me go."
"I won't." Roger laughed coldly, "Amanda told me that you looked like this just now. I wasn't convinced. But I didn't expect that Mr. Cowell would have such a unique hobby for women."
People around began to take pictures of me.
Everyone, who originally had a frightened look on their face, began to ridicule and mock me.
I struggled with all my might!
Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw that the one who had called Patrick away walked out of the room on the side. Immediately afterward, Patrick walked out as well.
"No, I don't want to make a fool of Patrick!"
At this time, I couldn't be more humble. And there was only one thought on my mind.
"Patrick is so lofty and perfect. I can't... I can't embarrass him!"
"Yes, I lied to him. He doesn't know I'm like this!" After I finished speaking, I targeted the most vulnerable part of Roger's and kicked at it!
Sure enough, all men were afraid of such a move!
Roger quickly let go of me and subconsciously went to protect his part down there with his hands. His good-looking face was somewhat distorted.
Amanda hurried to see Roger!
I seized the opportunity to run out crazily!
As soon as the ones around me saw me, their faces changed as if they had seen a ghost.
As I ran outside, I heard a continuous stream of voices around me.
"Look at that woman. She looks like a ghost."
"Oh my god, this woman is too ugly!"
"How could someone have a face like this?"
"Ugly woman."
It seemed that everyone was judging me like this.
On the way out of the ballroom, it was clearly brightly lit. But I felt that everything in front of me was dark.
Finally, I ran out of the hall and ran to the street.
It was late autumn. Even though the weather in City S was much warmer than that in City Y, I found the breeze bone-chilling cold.
By the time I came to my senses, one of my shoes had been missing. So I kicked off the other one directly.
Without looking back, I walked barefoot in this strange city.
It seemed that I had once walked in the street like this.
That night, I met Shelton...
But this time, it was destined that I wouldn't meet anyone.
It was getting late. And the atmospheric pressure was quite low. It seemed that it was going to rain. There weren't many pedestrians on the street.
I walked forward. From time to time, I heard someone shouting, "Ghost! Ghost!"
"What the hell!"
"Female ghost!"
It began to rain pitter-patter in the sky.
I didn't know where I was going. All I wanted was to stay far away from Patrick.
I had embarrassed Patrick today. Those photos of mine probably would be posted online tomorrow...
The rain was getting heavier and heavier. And my heart seemed to be soaked wet as well.
Originally, I wanted to go on like this. But I met a little child.
When the little child saw me, he didn't say that I was ugly or call me a ghost. Instead, he held his mother's hand and asked, "Mom! What's wrong with this aunt?"
His mother looked at me and seemed to be stunned for a moment before she said, "Auntie is ill."
"Oh." When the child heard this, he wasn't afraid. Unexpectedly, he ran up to me and said, "Auntie, Auntie, if you're sick, go home quickly. According to my mother, you'll catch a cold if you walk barefoot."
I looked at the little boy in front of me. And I didn't know what to say for a moment.
Although the child was a little scared as he saw me, he didn't repulse me at all.
I was stunned for a long time before I said, "Thank you."
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