Waking Up Ugly??
(She’s ugly but I’ll marry her)
By: Authoress Popcorn❤️
Genre: R0m-nce/ thri-ller?
? Chapter Twenty Two?
Beauty’s li-ps curved into a smile.
“Hi” she waved at the camera.
“Well, today on the show, we’ll be asking our guest a lot of questions. We also accept calls and messages throu-ghour emails and other social media platform. Don’t forget to also like your channel on YouTube. We’ll go on a short break and we’ll be right back” Kitty said. After five seconds…
“Hello and welcome back, we still have Mrs Beauty here with us. So, Mrs Beauty I’ll be the first to ask you three crazy questions I have on my mind”
“Sure, go on” she said.
“Okay, yesterday you flooded the internet with your husband. Can we get to know him better?” She asked.
“Okay, that’s a really crazy question but I can only answer two percent of it. My husband is very sweet and kind. I love him so much” she said.
“Awwn, that was so sweet to hear. So why keep your marriage a secret all this while?” She asked.
“That’s our wish” Beauty gave a simple reply.
“Finally, is your husband concerned about your prese-nt physical appearance?”
“No, he’s not. He tells me I’m beautiful every single day when I know I’m not” she said and Kitty laughed.
“Woah, that’s so cute to hear. Now, we’ll be answering two calls and reading four questions from the media. We’ll go on a short break and we’ll be right back” she said. The makeup artist rushed in to retouch kitty’s make up. Beauty knew there was no nee-d for hers. She was just given a fan.
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After some minutes, they were back.
“Hello and welcome back. We have a caller already… Hello there…”
“Heyyyy pretty Kitty, wonderful show you got there”
“Thanks. Do you have any question for our guest?”
“Oh yeah, I do. Beauty, I think you married a blind husband because he can’t see the ugly you. Haha!” He laughed.
“That’s not a question… Bye!” Kitty quickly disconnected the call and stared at Beauty. She didn’t look concerned about what he said.
“Okay, please when you call make sure you have a reasonable question to ask. Hello there, here’s our second caller”
“Hi Kitty, hello Mrs Beauty!”
“Hello there”
“Hi” Beauty said in a low tone.
“I’m excited to be on the show and here’s my question for Beauty. What was your reaction when you turned ugly? It’s not an insult though, I’m your big fan”
“I was shocked. It was the last thing I wanted for myself” she replied.
“Thank you Beauty. I love you!!!” She yelled and disconnected the call.
“That’s a crazy fan. Now, we move to the media and read our…”
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The show went on for three hours.
After the show, she went into the car and relaxed. Sally had to finish the remaining work for her. She also went into the car
“You look exhausted. Do you want to go home? I can call the company that you aren’t feeling too strong” Sally said.
“It’s alright. I can make it” she replied.
The driver drove to the company and pulled over. Beauty went down and walked in with Sally. She adjusted her hair and walked towards the CEOs office.
“Hey Jack” Beauty said as she walked in.
“Thank you so much for having me. We’ll see some other time” his client said and left. Jack stretched his hand towards the seat opposite him.
“I’ll be out here” Sally said and left.
Beauty walked towards the chair and sat opposite Jack.
“You wanted to see me” she asked.
“Yeah, I do. I saw your post which has gone viral. But you never shared any information with me that you were married” he said.
“Was it necessary?” She asked, leaning back on the chair.
“Of course, I’m your boss and I have every right to know. It’s fine if you want to keep it a secret but I nee-d to know” Jack said.
Beauty scoffed and leaned forward, drawing herself closer to the table.
“You don’t have to know Jack. It’s a secret between my husband and I so…”
“Beauty! Don’t try to act smart with me, okay! I get you’re tired right now. When next we meet, you have to tell me who are married to. I know he’s rich, even with the quality of your room, I can tell you got married to a billionaire”
Beauty stood up and smi-rked.
“Fine, let’s see till then” she said and left. She walked out of his office. Sally quickly followed her behind. She didn’t even know that they walked p@$$ Star. Star noticed the look on her face. She left to Jack’s office.
“What’s going on?” She asked.
“I don’t want to talk about it Star. Just leave” she said.
“Whatever. So, are we meeting tonight? I’m sure you want me to have some of… that” she nodded towards her trouser.
Jack’s li-ps curved into a smile.
“I’ll text you the location. Just go” he said.
“That’s my baby” she said and catwalked out if his office.
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“You look tired” Dylan said to Beauty as she walked into the room.
She threw her bag on the floor and sat on the floor. She didn’t have energy to walk to the bed. Dylan placed his laptop on the bed and walked towards her.
He sat on the floor with her and tou-ched her forehead.
“You are going to get sick if you sit on the floor” he said. She turned and placed her head on the table.
“I just got threatened” she said. Dylan frowned.
“By who?” He asked with anger in his tone.
“Jack told me he wanted to know who I’m married to. He doesn’t care what happens” she said.
“Then I have to…”
“No, don’t fire him. Don’t blacklist him. We just nee-d to show him something different, something he can believe”
“How about I show him something he can’t believe?” He asked.
“What do you mean by that?” She asked, giving him a questioning look.
“Show him the real me”
Beauty quickly raised her head and stared at Dylan.
“No way, we aren’t doing that. I can’t get you exp-osed” he said.
“No one knew I was the one who helped you into the Royal Model Industry”
“But they know you are the one that brou-ght down cl@$$ic model industry. They are just scared to publicise the news. What would happen if he also publicise the news about you being my husband?”
“You worry you much Beauty. Come on, let’s take a shower” he said and stood up. He carried her into the bathroom.
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After having their bath, they had dinner and went back into the room. Beauty was eating pizza and Dylan was on his laptop.
“Stop eating junks” he said, without staring at her.
“Why should I? I’m not shooting any commercial or magazines. I’m just me. Whenever I get my beauty back, I’ll stop eating them. She said, slowly eating the pizza. Dylan turned his head and bit off the rest of the pizza outside her mouth. She shot her eyes wide open and slapped his arm.
“Why did you do that?” She asked.
He didn’t say anything, he just stared at the laptop. After some minutes, he shit it down and placed it on the table beside him.
“I’m done with work for today” he said.
“So, what’s next?” She asked.
“You” he said.
“Wait what?” She asked. Dylan grabbed the duvet and covered the both of them. Beauty started laughing un-der the duvet. She enjoyed the way Dylan tickled her and tou-ched her body. She just raised her head, laughing. She wrapped her arms unknowingly behind his ne-ck.
He stopped and stared at her. He was also right between her legs.
“Why did you stop?” She asked.
“I…”
Suddenly, Beauty’s phone started ringing.
Dylan got off her. She opened the duvet and grabbed her phone. It was her mother.
She didn’t want to answer it because she already knew what her mother was about to say.
“Answer it” he said.
“I don’t want to” she shook her head.
“Why don’t you wanna do it?” He asked.
“My mom annoy a lot. I already know what she has to say to me”
“Do you want me to answer it instead?”
“No! No! I’ll take it” she said and quickly answered the call.
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“Hey mom”
Waking Up Ugly??
(She’s ugly but I’ll marry her)
By: Authoress Popcorn❤️
Genre: R0m-nce/ thri-ller?
? Chapter Twenty Three?
“Oh my baby, Beauty? Are you alright?” Mrs Jones asked after hearing her daughter’s voice.
“I’m fine mom” she replied.
“I saw the news. Are you really married?” She asked. Beauty rolled her eyes in frustration. She didn’t un-derstand why people didn’t want to believe her.
“I’m married. I told you before” she said.
“I thought you were making it all up. Who is he? Is he really rich?” She asked. Beauty hated when her mother ask her so many questions but she wish she could answer them.
“I have to go now mom”
“But Beauty?”
“Bye” she said and hung up.
She threw her phone on the table and sli-pped her fingers into her hair.
“Is everything alright?” Dylan asked.
“Yeah, it is” she replied, staring at him.
“You should have some rest now. You had a hectic day today already” he said.
Beauty smiled.
“Thank you” she murmured.
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The next morning, Beauty was woken up by her unexpected guest.
“Beauty?” Dylan called out. She thought it was all a dream, till she felt something warm on her ne-ck. She shot her eyes wide open and sat up slowly. She yawned tirelessly and ru-bbed her eyes with the back of her hand.
“What time is it?” She asked.
“You have a guest” he said to her. She could now see clearly. She diverted her gaze to him, giving him a questioning look.
“I didn’t tell anyone about this place, I don’t have friends. So who?” She asked.
“Tara” he said.
“Oh! I have to take a shower” she said and ran into the bathroom. She poked her head out of the bathroom and signalled him to get in.
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“Oh Tara” Beauty called her name as she walked towards her.
Tara heard her voice and stood up. She wrapped her arms around her, hu-gging her ti-ght.
“You didn’t go to school today?” She asked.
“No, I didn’t. I came to spend time with you. I know my brother is too busy to keep you company” she said.
“Don’t talk too much Tara. How’s mom and dad?”
“Well, bad news. Dad has been in the hospital since last week. He has cancer and mom doesn’t care” she said.
“How did it happen?” He asked.
“I don’t know Dylan” he said.
“I’ll have to check on him” he said.
“His company is running down slowly. Jason is so useless at home, mom can’t run the company well. She just go about, receiving d!cks”
“Shhh” Beauty said.
“I’ll have to go check on him”
“Okay Dylan. You go while I keep your wife company” she said. Dylan smiled and left the house.
“Wanna take a tour round the house?” Beauty asked.
“Yeah, I’d love to” she replied. Beauty grabbed her arm and they walked away.
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Dylan drove to the hospital and pulled over. He sat in the car for some minutes, thinking about the day he left the house. His father didn’t even do anything that day. He just watched him as he left the house. He shook the thought off his head and alight from the car. He didn’t have any escort with him. He also didn’t dress like a billionaire. He just wore a jean trouser and a long sleeve jacket.
“Hello” he said to the receptionist.
“How can I help you?” She asked him.
“Um, I’m looking for my father. Mr White?” He asked.
“Oh, you’re his son. The…bad one or the good one” the receptionist asked as she laughed.
“The bad one” he replied. The receptionist didn’t expect him to reply. She just stopped laughing and stared at him.
“Vip room 4” she said.
“Thanks” he said and left. The receptionist wished she never asked that question. She fummed and answered the next patient.
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Dylan got into the elevator and looked round the hospital for VIP room 4. He found it after some minutes.
He knocked the door and he heard his father’s cracked voice.
“Come in” he heard.
He opened the door and pushed himself into the room.
“Hey father” he said. He met his father on a wheelchair, staring at the television. He adjusted his eyegl@$$es before he knew it was Dylan.
“D.. Dylan? Is that you?” He asked.
“Yes father, it’s me” he said.
“You traitor!” He yelled and started sobbing.
Dylan just remained silent as he lowered his gaze.
“Come here” his father said. He walked towards his father and sat beside him.
“You’ve grown so big” he said.
“You’ve grown so old” he replied.
His father laughed. Dylan missed that laugh.
“You really took after your mother” he said and sniffed in. Dylan didn’t know his father was crying.
“Why are you crying father?” He asked.
“I’m sorry Dylan. I’m really sorry that I couldn’t save your mother, I’m sorry I couldn’t also protect you” he said.
“It’s okay father” he said.
“The doctor said I have two weeks left to live” he said. Dylan heard that, tears rolled down his cheek.
“Father” he called out.
“I made a hu-ge mistake getting married to your step mother. She’s gonna sell the company” he said.
“I won’t let that happen” he said.
Mr White laughed again.
“What can you do Dylan? You’re just a cab driver” he said.
“I know father, I’m a cab driver” he said. That was the lie he told his father.
He didn’t want him to know his status.
“I want you to have the company Dylan. I’ll get the papers before she does. Your mother was the one who ran the company. It was going smoothly before she died. I never knew this one was the opposite of your mother”
“Father, I’ll take care of everything. Just leave it to me” Dylan said.
Mr White laughed again.
“I haven’t laughed since I got to admitted here. Thanks for keeping me company Dylan. I’m truly sorry” he said.
Dylan smiled.
“I’ll stay here as long as I can” he replied.
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“You know Jason?” Tara asked Beauty as they were eating the fourth bowl of ice cream.
“Yeah, I do. He’s a total je-rk”
“I know right” Tara said and giggled.
“He tried to for-ce himself on me” Beauty added.
“He’s always saying you deserve to be ugly, if you didn’t reject his Fu-ck, you wouldn’t have been ugly” Tara said.
Beauty gave a weird smile. She remembered when he was always on set but now, she hasn’t even taken any shoot.
“I’m sorry if I said something bad”
“No, you didn’t. I just remembered something” she said.
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“Do you want another ice cream?” Beauty asked.
“No I’m full” she replied.
“Great more for me” she said and pulled it closer to herself. Tara stared at Beauty as she scooped te ice cream into her mouth.
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Dylan helped his father lay on the bed. He spent the whole day with him. He covered him and watched him as he slept off.
He arranged his room and left after some minutes.
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“Hi” the receptionist he spoke to earlier stopped him.
“Hi” he replied.
“I’m sorry for talking to you that way. I’m de-eply sorry” she said.
“It’s okay” he replied and walked away. She followed him to the door.
“Wait, can we have coffee sometime?” She asked.
“Too busy for that” he said and walked away. She watched him as he got into his car and zoomed off. The receptionist saw the flashy car.
“So hot” she mo-aned.
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Dylan got into the house later. He saw Beauty and Tara sleeping in the living room. He saw the empty bowls of ice cream.
He walked towards them and took a better look. Tara raised her head when she heard her brother’s footstep. She wasn’t sleeping de-ep.
“D..”
“Shhh” he shushed her. She nodded and slowly stood up.
“I’ll get going now. Bye” she said.
“I’ll nee-d your help with something Tara” he said.
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Beauty found herself on the bed. She sat up, feeling some sharp pain in her stomach.
“Ouch” she mo-aned and stared at the bed. It was stained. She closed her mouth in shock. She was on her period and she didn’t know.
“Oh jeez” she heard the bathroom door open. She diverted her gaze to Dylan. Dylan sighted her and stared at the bed.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t…”
“Shhh, sorry for what? It’s fine. It’s natural” he said.
“No, I’m not supposed to..”
“Beauty? Listen to me, go have your bath and have your dinner” he said.
She nodded and stared at the bed again.
She walked out few minutes later and saw that the bed was clean.
“Silly me” she murmured and went into the closet.
She sli-pped into something and walked downstairs to the dinning room.
Dylan and the others were waiting for her.
“Sorry for keeping you waiting” she said and sat beside Dylan.
“Are you alright?” He whispered.
She nodded.
“Thank you” she whispered in reply.
“Let’s eat, shall we?” He said. The chef started serving the meal.
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Tbc