I Became The Ugly Lady Spoilers Novels & Stories

“D*mn. That’s awesome. Those of you who said she can’t paint, are you embarrassed now? Who the hell is the lady in the red dress? Why did she pretend to be so close to the pretty girl? How could she not even know that the pretty girl could paint?” “I think the lady in the red dress is a b*tch. She looks like a stepmother. Could she be the pretty lady’s stepmother?” “You all have no idea. She’s the wife of Quest Group’s president. The pretty girl is the eldest daughter of the Quest family, Xyla Quest…”

“You and all the students of Blue Moon including my family turned me into this heartless person I am right now. You all made me this way, you all ruined my life!" My mouth was wide in agape. I can't believe this is Miranda. Where did she get all this beauty and wealth from, including the power she possessed? “I wanted you all to have a taste of the pains I went through in your hands, especially you, Kiara. You made my life a living hell, you made it so difficult to live. I was only ugly, I did not even commit a crime. It wasn't even I who created myself to be ugly. You are angry because I ruined your face." She laughed bitterly. “How funny it is, you haven't even gone through a bit of what

"Ladies and gentlemen, I apologize for this disgraceful breakdown in transmission, but I am glad she was caught before I made the most horrifying mistake of my life." There were nods of agreement, and when I saw my father's stunned expression, I hated that Iris had the audacity to insult my father's intelligence by playing the good girl. "What you saw here is in my past," I told them. "This shameful girl, whose father was responsible for the death of my innocent wife, will face her full punishment and regret ever stepping into my path." Then I turned to face the other contestants. One of the girls, a tall girl with freckles on her nose, I recognized as the one who cried when Iris was bathed

“Good. That’s the woman I remember.” His words made something tighten in her chest. She turned away, hugging her arms to herself. “I can’t keep breaking, Liam. I need to stand up for myself.” “Then let me help you.” Isla hesitated, but before she could answer, another notification lit up her phone. This time, it wasn’t from Killian—it was from a news outlet. And the headline made her stomach drop. Killian Blackwood’s Scorned Mistress—Isla Sinclair’s Scandalous Downfall

Ivy spat, her voice dripping with malice. Iris's mouth opened in shock. "What...what are you talking about?" "Oh, don't play innocent with me!" Ivy stormed forward, jabbing a finger at Iris. "You caused this, you dirty little gold digger!” "Ivy!" Mr. Kendrick's voice boomed, silencing the room. "What on earth are you talking about?" "Dad," Ivy said, turning to him with a triumphant smirk. "This woman isn't who she says she is. She's not some fashion designer-she's a stripper, a manipulative liar who tricked Ryan into marrying her."

Stella replied and Immediately, Ivy ran over to her and together, they walked to the fridge to get the ice cream before Stella took Ivy to her room. I sat all alone on the shabby chair in the dilapidated living room as I thought of Ivy's questions. "What do I tell her?" I mumbled, audible enough for Stella who was returning back to the living room to hear. "The Truth, my Princess! Tell her the truth!" She replied. "What truth? What part of the truth? That the scary thing she saw was a werewolf or that he's her father? Or that her mother is a blood sucking monster who was accused of killing her father?" I asked, sharp pain searing through my heart.

She tried to rise up slowly but the old lady shot her a deadly glance, "Gloria Lancaster you stay there!" “What?" Her eyes widened I'm deep shock. How did she know her name. The woman stood up and walk towards her, “I'm Ulsan, I've been living yere for 29 years now and since I've been here, you're the first trespass” Ulsan stopped as grabbed Gloria's jaw as fear shimmered in her eyes, "Will you be an enemy of a foe?” "I… I just want to go back to my baby's father. He'll be so worried about me, is there….” Gloria's voice trailed off as Ulsan snapped her hand and place immediately changed to the doorsteps of a beautiful castle.

Victor stared at the phone, his pulse hammering in his ears. “What’s wrong, baby?” the woman asked, leaning forward on the bed, the sheet sliding down her skin. He didn’t answer. He was already reaching for the remote, turning on the TV. The screen flickered to life, and there she was. Ivy. Her hair loose, her eyes burning with something unrecognizable. No makeup, no fancy backdrop. Just her and the camera. “My name is Ivy Lancaster,” she said, voice steady. “And everything you’ve been told about me is a lie.”

He felt guilty, so he did not speak loudly. Matteo also looked at Justin. "You are an Incandescent Sect's disciple, so you have to be brave to admit what you have done. Why didn't you admit when you have done? What are you afraid of? Tell them the truth, that ugly woman is dead." Dax was stunned when he heard that. "Who is ugly? Who is dead? Say it clearly." Matteo laughed loudly. "I'll be honest; I was the one who destroyed Lily's face. She is so ugly; there is no point for her to continue living. I’ve thrown her into the ocean."

she mouthed with a careless shrug as then waved her manicured nails in the air as if she was writing something, while Irina was shaking now, gripping the bed rails. “Number two,” Isla said, savoring every syllable as she added a tension to it, “I know you killed Mill Meyer,” She dropped the bombshell. At this moment, it felt like the entire world had stopped, and Irina’s jaw dropped, her eyes widening in horror as if a sudden jolt of electricity went through her body. She stumbled back, as a palpable pause reverberated through her chest, which spread like wildfire, “What did you….”