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.

really put on a good show this time!” “Well, isn’t this shocking! The Mossey family’s second daughter is wearing a high-quality imitation dress to a banquet! She has to be the first person to be this confident about

hilarious! It’s one thing to dance horribly like an eyesore, but she’s wearing fakes too? Does the Mossey family think we’re blind?” The ridicule and doubt in their voices sounded

to that, those people had sung Natasha’s praises to get into the

jumped at the opportunity

scornful voices mocking her mercilessly, she let out

up

she looked a sorry sight, nobody took pity

be a high-quality imitation? This

of bright light

looked in the direction of the flash, only to see Gwendolyn, who was standing on the stage with her, taking pictures of her in

front of everyone? Gwendolyn

sparkled under

look at the latter, an icy and haughty grin was etched

b*tch has no right to be this arrogant! At that point, Natasha’s

hand, Jerome hurriedly gestured to Madelyn, who was still struggling to fathom

her senses and bring two housekeepers with

likely be over by the time they

his long legs, Maverick made his way onto

like she had

flung herself at him and lamented, “Mave, you have to believe me! She set me up! It

sharp cry and shaking hands, she pointed at Gwendolyn and continued, “My family spent thirty million on First Snow! How can it possibly be a fake? She must’ve swapped them out while I wasn’t looking!”

quickly held the microphone and tried to pour

apologize for

my daughter is

room and calm her down

imitation of First Snow, we are as

payment was indeed credited

but we have no idea how things

to look into this thoroughly and give everyone a

” 13.

Mon, Ma Chapter 43 Arm Candy +25 Bonus As he spoke, he gave a slight bow at the audience before shooting

motioned for the housekeepers to bring Natasha

die down even when Natasha’s cries could

the crowd,

daughter into the Mossey family

his dismay, his decision turned out to be

the moment she arrived!

were no longer any spotlights directed

also busy discussing Natasha’s “accident,” their attention on

around and prepared to walk off the stage, but out of the corner of her eye, she glimpsed that a

were tightly pressed

was hard to tell if he was angry or just

was not happy at being stared

smile and asked, “What’s the matter? Are you upset that your fiancée’s thunder was stolen? Are you trying to get

his eyes suddenly