Novel & Cerita I Became The Ugly Lady Spoilers

The truth was shocking, but Ivy slowly began to get over it. “What happened next?” She asked, finally lifting up her head to face her grandmother. Sheila breathed out, relieved she was engaging again. “Lots of things began to change, Princess. Ian was more open and honest. Made me see him for what he truly was. Made me see them all for what they truly were- monsters. They were all monsters that would stop at nothing to get whatever they wanted. They would even play God if that was what it took. When this realization dawned on me, my entire mentality changed. If my own father could offer me to a man to clear his debt, if the man I thought I met through destiny, and fell in love with could hav

I watched in growing horror as the scenes unfolded: Yara, my proud, loving sister standing on the balcony in a beautiful silver gown, preparing a grand welcome for Ian’s return. The public announcement. Ian holding that red-haired woman’s hand. The pregnancy declaration. The humiliation. The argument. Mira’s staged fall and miscarriage. The aura suppression that made blood pour from Yara’s nose. The public rejection. The white porcelain bowl of poison. And then the worst: Mira’s cold, triumphant voice after they believed Yara dead: “Dump her deep in the forest. Let the wild beasts and vultures feast on her body. She deserves no honor or pyre. Erase the barren Luna completely.”

“Isn’t he the reason you hate Red? He took a liking to her the first day he dropped you off. That’s reason enough for me to kill him.” “Please, my husband is innocent!” She broke down crying. “Maybe I’ll just get your daughter expelled. Pretty girl, your daughter. I’m sure she’ll make a fine companion for a few of my friends. How does that sound?” She lunged at me. Ilya caught her. “You monster! I hate you!” “I’m not dying today.” I smiled. “Now—will you comply?” She spat, “You’re bluffing.” “Marvelous.” Ilya held a tablet in front of her. Her husband appeared on-screen, tied up, mouth stuffed.

Dozens. “What the…” I muttered, blinking in confusion. I scrolled through the notifications, realizing that my old phone’s cloud had finally synced. Messages I hadn’t seen for weeks flooded the screen, one after another. My chest tightened as I sifted through them, my eyes catching a familiar name. Mia. There was a text from her—several. But one in particular made my heart stop. Ivy isn’t pregnant. She’s lying to everyone, including Axel. My breath hitched as the message sunk in. She’s lying?

Slowly, I lifted my oversized shirt and stared at the scar that curved across my stomach, the scar that changed everything. I ran my fingers gently over it. The skin there has healed years ago, but the pain, the shame, they never truly left. That mark… was the beginning of Lucas’s hatred. I wasn’t always like this. I wasn’t always this… big. I used to be beautiful. That’s what everyone used to say. Even Lucas. He used to call me his queen, his angel, his everything. But everything changed when I got pregnant with Eva. The pregnancy wasn’t easy. I gained so much weight, my body changed faster than I could understand. And during delivery, I almost died. There were complications. I remember the

I opened the door to see a very beautiful lady dressed in fancy clothes She looked in her late fifties but she had no wrinkles on her face and she looked soo much like alexandro Oh my God!! Could she be alexandro's mum Good evening ma'am i said trying hard to hide my nervousness, geez i hope i don't get fired Good evening dear, i haven't seen you here before Did my son get a girlfriend without letting me know huh? ''She said grinning'' Whatttt!! Did she just say girlfriend ... .to mr ugly!! That's never gonna happen! No ma'am I'm the new maid ''i said'' Ohh ok sorry, you're really pretty ''she said somewhat disappointed''

She grabbed my arm and whispered into my ear, “See that? Even if you die, it’s useless. He no longer loves you.” I used my final bit of strength to break away from her. Zach saw this and called out to Monette coldly, “Ignore her. This is one of her old tricks. If she likes acting so much, let her.” I went back home with the help of the strangers around me. After taking a painkiller, the pain in my stomach went away bit by bit. Feeling physically and emotionally exhausted, I lay down on the couch and covered my ears. In my ears, all I could hear was Zach telling me to die.

Madz exclaimed, looking more terrified than I was as she grabbed my shoulders. I frowned. I knew Madz was a drama queen, but what if she was right? What if the Regent Luna kills me after finding out I got pregnant by his son?! I suddenly felt so sick in my stomach that I started to gag. “Not here!” Madz squealed in disgust. ***

I was already moving. Fast. Faster than I had moved in years. The hallway blurred. Voices faded. Nothing mattered except one thing— Finding her. And for the first time that night… A thought hit me that I couldn’t shake off. What if she didn’t go home? ___ The footage rolled. Grainy. Cold. Useless. “There,” Desmond said, pointing at the screen. I leaned forward. Ivy. She appeared on the monitor, walking unsteadily through the hallway, her white dress unmistakable even in black and white. My chest tightened instantly.

I had always treasured it like a sacred heirloom. But on the day I gave birth to Lucas—after a long and difficult labor—it was stolen. I was pale and weak, lying on the hospital bed, when Aaron held my hand, kissed my sweat-drenched forehead, and promised me he would find it, no matter what. And he did. But now, it was hanging around Sylvia's neck—in the Instagram photo she posted before. I bit my lip and said nothing. From the look on my face, Aaron must've realized I had seen it. That he had given my necklace to Sylvia.