Wooing My Ex-Wife

Chapter 43 Arm Candy Whispers could be heard among the crowd once more.

Some of them even looked up First Snow online in an attempt to spot differences between both garments.

Natasha, standing at the corner of the stage, was overwhelmed with bewilderment.

That b*tch is already done performing, yet her gown is still fine.

How’s that possible? I’m certain that her garment is a fake! Why? Where did things go wrong? Even though she knew she had been outshined by Gwendolyn as well as had her thunder stolen.

Natasha still could not accept the reality.

Thus, she ran toward Gwendolyn to see what kind of sorcery the latter had done on the counterfeit.

garment.

Natasha had just gotten midway across the stage, barely even able to touch Gwendolyn, when a loud tearing sound echoed throughout the room.

Due to her vigorous movements, the seam of the dress.

she was wearing had ripped from her waistline to her hip.

.

Given that there was no background music playing at the venue, the ripping sound was loud and penetrating.

In a split second, all eyes were riveted on Natasha.

By the time she reacted to cover the tear in her dress with her hands, it had been too late.

The long split in the seam of her gown’s waistline ran from under her arm to her hip, leaving her crotch area exposed.

The pink underclothes she wore were exposed under the spotlight for everyone to see.

Natasha’s face was deathly pale as panic washed over her.

She subconsciously squatted down in an effort to cover herself, but it was to no avail.

Her posture only served to make the tear worse.

As such, her pink underwear could be seen clearly by everyone below the stage as well.

It was truly a sight to behold.

Immediately afterward, peals of laughter erupted from the crowd as they all noticed she was wearing matching undergarments.

Sneers and derision surrounded her.

The Mossey family’s second daughter is wearing a high-quality imitation dress to a banquet! She has to be

get the audacity from?” “This is hilarious! It’s one thing to dance horribly like an eyesore, but she’s wearing fakes too? Does the Mossey family think we’re

43 Arm Candy +25 Bonus Prior to that, those people had sung Natasha’s praises

the very group jumped at the opportunity to trample on

scornful voices mocking her mercilessly,

up in

though she looked a sorry sight, nobody took

imitation? This is impossible!” Natasha repeatedly shook her head in

of bright light

in the direction of the flash, only to see Gwendolyn, who was standing on

take such ugly pictures of me in front of everyone? Gwendolyn was less than a meter away from

she wore sparkled under the spotlight, giving her

turned to look at the latter, an icy

this arrogant! At that point, Natasha’s fury prevailed over her sanity,

wasn’t it? You’re the one responsible! Why did you do this? You are so wicked!” Upon realizing things were getting out of hand, Jerome hurriedly

did Madelyn return to her senses and bring two housekeepers with

the fight would likely be

long legs, Maverick made his way onto the stage and planted himself firmly between the

she felt like she had crawled out of

herself at him and lamented, “Mave, you have to believe me! She

million on First Snow! How can it possibly be a fake? She must’ve swapped them out while I wasn’t looking!” Maverick listened to her outburst quietly, but his inscrutable gaze was directed at Gwendolyn

quickly held the microphone and tried to pour oil

apologize for the

my daughter is a little

wife bring her to her room and calm her down before she makes

of First Snow, we are

was indeed credited to Ms.

have no idea how

look into this thoroughly and give everyone a

” 13.

he spoke, he gave a slight bow at

for the housekeepers to bring

still did not die down even when Natasha’s cries

the crowd, feeling even more dissatisfied

daughter into the Mossey family

dismay, his decision turned out to be a

moment she arrived! At that moment, he was

any spotlights directed at the

the guests were also busy discussing Natasha’s “accident,” their attention

of the corner of her

thin lips were tightly

to tell if he was angry

not happy at being stared at

Are you upset that your fiancée’s thunder was stolen? Are you trying to get

his