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.

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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.

has 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

to dance horribly like an eyesore, but she’s wearing fakes too?

Prior to that, those people had sung Natasha’s praises to

group jumped at the

voices mocking her

welled up

a sorry sight, nobody took

That’s not true! How can this be a high-quality imitation?

a flash of bright light blinded

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

of me in front of everyone? Gwendolyn was less

wore sparkled under the spotlight, giving her

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

point, Natasha’s fury prevailed over her sanity, and she

You’re the one responsible! Why did you do this? You are so wicked!” Upon realizing things were getting out of hand, Jerome hurriedly gestured to Madelyn, who was still struggling to fathom how she had spent thirty million on a high-quality imitation, to hold Natasha

return to her senses and bring two housekeepers with

likely be

forward with his long legs, Maverick made his way onto the

saw him, she felt like she had

lamented, “Mave, you have to believe me! She set

continued, “My family spent thirty million on First Snow! How can it possibly be a fake? She must’ve swapped

quickly held the microphone and tried to pour oil

for

think my daughter is a little

her to her room and

the imitation of First Snow, we are as

payment was indeed

verified, but we have no idea

be sure to look into this thoroughly and give everyone

” 13.

Arm Candy +25 Bonus As he spoke, he gave a slight bow at the audience before shooting Madelyn a

wife nodded repeatedly and motioned for the housekeepers to bring Natasha upstairs by

still did not die down even when Natasha’s

the crowd, feeling even

his illegitimate daughter into the Mossey family could save Mossey

his decision turned out to be

she arrived! At that moment, he was beside himself

no longer any spotlights directed at the

Natasha’s “accident,” their attention on Gwendolyn gradually

but out of the corner of her eye, she

thin lips were tightly

hard to tell if he was angry

was not happy at being stared

“What’s the matter? Are you upset that your fiancée’s thunder was stolen?

his eyes