Hilla had been wondering whether she looked pitiful just now, for that she behaved like a resentful woman downstairs. Suddenly, when she thought of the beautiful makeup she had put on for the sake of driving away the mistress, she became even angrier.
When she was in the car, the light was dim, and the mirror was not that good. Thus, she didn't expect that when she stood in the bathroom and was lit up by the bright light, she was like a ghost.
This makeup clearly scared her!
Fortunately, there was no mistress. However, when she thought of the expression on Bruce's face when he had just sat in the car, she understood why he looked at her like he saw a ghost!
Bruce must have hated her so much.
Now that she had taken a bath, she was clean and delicate. Could Bruce put her down and run away? Sure enough, men always focused more on appearance than anything.
"Do you still want to eat?"
Hilla couldn't help but feel a little sad when she thought of this.
