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"From now on, you'll live here. And I'll live in your next door." Shelton got off the car and followed me. "The next door?" I looked at the next door, which was a house with the same layout as this one. But there was nothing in the yard. Shelton handed me a small bag in his hand, "Here are your passport and identification card. I also bought you a cell phone where there is a local sim card. By the way, there is cash inside as well. If you want to leave here, you can leave at any time." I opened the bag and checked all kinds of things. This feeling was so wonderful. Before, Patrick confined me and refused to let me go. I tried my best to leave him. But now, I was here. And Shelton gave me everything. I was completely free. However, I found that I was in a good place instead. Shelton handed me a key and asked me to go into the room to have a look. I walked inside, only to find that he was still standing at the door. I turned to him an

"Should I go back?" I was a little hesitant. For no reason, I was unexpectedly a little addicted to this kind of plain and beautiful life I was having now. A few days ago, I even went to inquire about the work in the town. Although an ordinary waiter's income here was only 3,000 in local currencies, because of the cheap goods price, I could have a very good life here. At that moment, I even wanted to stay here. It would be nice to stay here for the rest of my life. When I and Shelton walked back, a car was speeding toward us with roaring sounds of the engine. As the car was about to hit us, the driver began to brake! The harsh braking sound echoed on the street of the quiet town. I looked at the car. And my heart tightened. The next second, a man in a black trench coat got out of the car. It was Patrick Cowell. It wasn't until I saw him for the second time that I recognized him. Patrick in front of me had com

"I'll get off the plane right away." Stanley, who had figured out who I was, realized more strongly that she had done something terrible. Seeing that the situation had come to this point, I surely couldn't let her go again! I grabbed Stanley tightly and grabbed the bag on my seat with one hand at the same time. And I glanced at Patrick and Stanley, saying, "If you don't say it, I will get off the plane instead." My flight ticket, my passport, my identification card, and the cell phone and wallet used by me in City Y which Patrick had brought to me were all in the bag. Everything I needed was in the bag! If I got off the plane with the bag, I could go anywhere I wanted! "It's all over. Sit down." Patrick got up and grabbed my arm. He disregarded his identity and said, "Be good. Let's talk about it after we get back." "It's not over!" I struggled to break free from his hands. Looking at him, I changed my wording, "Oh, yes. in your hearts, o

The way how the little boy addressed me was stabbing deeply into my heart like a sharp blade! Although I didn't mind my appearance before, no one has ever said that to me! In fact, I wore a mask. But there were still some scars on my nose! As soon as the kid shouted, other kids who were playing with him came over and pointed at me. They laughed loudly and shouted, "Ugly woman! Ugly woman!" It was unknown where the parents of these children were! When some adults around us saw this situation, they all gathered around to join in the fun. Some people pointed at me and judged me. "No, no, it's not like that!" For a moment, I fell into a great sense of inferiority! Finally, these children's parents came over and pulled them away. But none of them apologized to me! I was instantly furious at that time. I rushed to the front of the children's parents and looked at them, "Apologize! Your children have done something wrong. Please apologize to me!

Amanda was quite beautiful. She was especially so with makeup which made her facial features clearly-outlined.  In front of her, I couldn't help but feel a little self-abased. I subconsciously covered my face with my hands and shook my head. Amanda smiled and said, "I am Mr. Cowell's newly hired secretary. My name is Amanda." She reached out to me and said politely, "Hello, Mrs. President." When she called me Mrs. President, she emphasized it.. I shook her hand with one hand and covered my face with the other. Amanda said coldly with her arms crossed in front of her chest, "I wonder why Mr. Cowell takes a fancy to you? You're just an ugly woman with a distorted face." Although the incident yesterday made me feel a little diffident about my face, I didn't flinch at all in the face of Amanda's provocation. I leaned against the sofa, put my hand down, and said faintly, "You are so beautiful. And you have a good body figure. What's the use of these