Filed to story: Healing My Disabled Husband Novel
Douglas almost laughed angrily when he saw what Mario had set in front of him.
He stared at Mario, and said dissatisfiedly, “Okay, you’re very comprehensive. I just want a bottle of cleansing oil, but you got me so many other things. Why are you so considerate?”
Mario sensed the ridicule from Douglas’ words, and didn’t dare to say anything immediately.
He just begged Douglas to let him go quickly and let him leave the office.
Although he really wanted to see what will happen next, Mario was also very clear about one thing, that was, being an on-looker was risky, and his job was the most important thing.
He didn’t know if God heard his prayer, but Mario heard Douglas say in a bad tone, “Still want to watch the show? Get out!”
Mario ran out immediately without looking back.
Douglas and Martha were left in the office.
Martha had been utterly pessimistic since Douglas called Mario over and asked him to get the cleansing oil.
She knew what she would face next, and she had no other expectations. However, she hoped that she would not be fired.
Douglas’ eyes fell on Martha’s face. He saw her drooping head, with a disheveled face, which aroused his evil intentions.
Originally, Douglas wanted Martha to go to the bathroom inside to remove the makeup, but now, he changed his mind. He wanted Martha to remove makeup in front of him, bit by bit, to reveal her true face.
He wanted to see what did this woman look like?
How dared she lie to him for seven years like this? Douglas was very annoyed thinking about it.
Martha could feel Douglas’ burning gaze, and she would be embarrassed to death right now if she could.
This feeling of torment was really too uncomfortable.
Now, if there was one person who could take her away from here, she would be extremely grateful.
However, no one could do that.
She was not as lucky as Mario. God did not hear her prayer.
She can do nothing here.
Knowing this, Martha had nothing to fear.
In the worst case, she would leave the company and look for a new job.
However, it was easy to find a job, but it was too difficult to find a good job.
Thinking that she was about to bid farewell to such a generous salary, she almost collapsed.
She raised her eyes and looked at Douglas as if facing death unflinchingly.
Douglas said, “Do it. You know what I want you to do. Do you want me to help you?”
“No, no need.” Martha’s voice sounded discouraged. She no longer looked calm and self-possessed as before.
She slowly moved to the desk and reached for the bottle of cleansing oil.
She didn’t know where Mario took this from, but she used the same brand, and the effect of removing makeup was very outstanding.
Martha squeezed the cleansing oil into her palm, waited for it to emulsify, and then applied it to her face.
Although the foundation she applied was thick, it was very easy to remove.
After rubbing it like this for a while, and then gently wiping it off with a remover cotton, her original skin was completely revealed.
Douglas looked at Martha with astonishment. If it wasn’t for the sharp color difference between her neck and her face, he couldn’t believe that she would actually be so hard to herself and make her skin darker.
Martha wiped it off, and repeated it with her hands. This time, the entire makeup was removed.
Douglas looked at her fair skin, with no pores visible at all, and couldn’t help sighing that makeup was really a profound knowledge.
Although people will not think she was ugly with her deliberate makeup, it can be said that Martha was, at first glance, not a peerless beauty, but she was a very attractive person with lingering charm.
Douglas had heard other people’s discussions more than once, and thought that Martha’s appearance was very nice.
But now, Douglas thought her appearance can be worthy of the words “peerless beauty”.
Realizing what he was thinking, Douglas withdrew his gaze, leaned back on the seat, then looked at
Martha, saying coldly, “Tell me what’s going on? What do you want to do? Why did you make yourself ugly?”
Douglas’ tone was very unfriendly, full of danger, and it could even be said that he might scare people as hell.
Martha had a guilty conscience, but seeing Douglas really angry now, she really faltered.
Biting her lips lightly, Martha said, “It’s my fault. Believe me. I don’t have any intention of bringing harm to the company or jeopardizing your interests.”
Martha was really worried that Douglas would take her as some kind of corporate spy.
Just thinking about it made her feel a little uneasy.
Douglas listened to her explanation, but instead became even more convinced subconsciously.
“Didn’t jeopardize my interests?” Douglas snorted lightly, “You make yourself ugly to hurt my eyes.
Won’t it be considered as jeopardizing my interests?”
Martha looked at Douglas in shock. It was hard to believe that it was him who said those words.
In the past seven years, Martha had known Douglas was sharp-tongued, and was shocked that why the words from his mouth can become sharper every day?
But there had never been a moment that had shocked Martha so much.
Because, it seemed that Douglas’ spiteful remark had not been for her, this was the first time.
In addition, no matter how malicious Douglas was before, he had never used it on a woman’s appearance, so Martha was really astonished when she heard Douglas say that about her.
She wanted to talk back, but didn’t have the ability.
After all, she hid her true face first, and no matter what, it was her fault.
However, Martha couldn’t help muttering in a low voice, “I’m not ugly.”
Even if she used darker foundation, her facial features were pretty good. No matter how ugly she was, it wasn’t as exaggerated as Douglas said, right?
How did it hurt his eyes?
He was the one who had visual impact on people.
Although Martha said this very quietly, Douglas still heard it clearly.
Douglas sneered and said, “Are you not convinced?”
Martha immediately faltered again, shook her head vigorously, and said, “You are the boss. Everything you said is right.”
She was like a doormat when she said so, as if she was being bullied by Douglas.
Douglas was very helpless. He didn’t say anything excessive, so why did she lose her temper?
Martha took a deep breath, and said to worsen the situation, “Anyway, I have my own reasons for doing this. If you don’t believe it, forget it. Anyway, I didn’t hurt you.”
When Douglas heard this, he became even more angry. This woman was going to be against him on purpose, wasn’t she?
Martha didn’t want to continue this topic with him, so she walked over to get the cleanser and said, “I’ll use your bathroom.”
After speaking, regardless of whether Douglas agreed or not, she took the facial cleanser and went into the bathroom.
Douglas leaned back on the seat, not moving, but thoughtful.
Indeed, aside from Martha making herself ugly, in other respects, Martha did not do anything to hurt him, whether it was for him as a person or for the company.
This made Douglas very confused. She didn’t seem to want anything, so why did she do this?
Soon, Martha washed her face and came out of the bathroom.
This time, she also cleaned her neck, without the contrast of color difference, which made her look even more attractive.
Because the water hadn’t completely dried off her fair skin, her face looked tender, making it impossible to take his eyes away.
Coupled with her pair of eyes without glasses, they were watery, which was extraordinarily moving.
Douglas was not a person who judged people by their appearance. From childhood to adulthood, there were countless women of all kinds and styles who had thrown themselves at him, some bold, some reserved, some mature, and some sweet.
Among them, there was no shortage of those who can make people think that they were peerless beauties at first sight.
Douglas had never been attracted, and had never been amazed by anyone.
However, at this moment, even though Martha was still wearing a black and rigid work suit, he still couldn’t take his eyes off her.
He did not hide it but looked at Martha boldly, not hesitating to show his appreciation.
Martha had seen such a gaze. Feeling very uncomfortable, she subconsciously looked down, trying to avoid Douglas’ gaze.
However, even though she lowered her head, she could still feel how sizzling Douglas’ eyes were.
Martha couldn’t stand it anymore, so she raised her head again, looked at Douglas, and whispered,
“Don’t look at me like that.”
She was really, really scared.
The bad experience in the past made her nervous at the moment.
Douglas heard the tremor in her voice, frowned, looked at her suspiciously, and asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
Martha bit her lip and said, “If you have nothing else to do, I would like to take a leave of absence.”
