C1 Too Ugly

Ulla Howell sat in front of the dresser mirror in a daze, waiting for the makeup artist to come in and help her put on her makeup.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open and Delilah West walked in in in a hurry.

She saw that Ulla Howell had a messy head of hair and was wearing a long gray cotton-padded jacket. With a reproachful face, she said, "The people from Moreno family are already here, why haven't you changed your clothes yet?"

Ulla Howell pushed the black-rimmed glasses on her nose. Her eyelids drooped and she looked dazed. "Mom, do you really want me to marry my sister's fiancé?"

Delilah West thought that she was going to go back on her word, so anxious that her face turned pale.

The people from the Moreno family were waiting outside, and a single mistake could destroy the Howell family!

She was so anxious that she knelt down in front of Ulla Howell with a "plop" sound. "Ulla, consider it as mother begging you. Your sister is worth something better. Please help her!"

Ulla's originally lifeless eyes gradually turned cold. Although Delilah West was her biological mother, she still gave all of her love to the pair of sons and daughters left behind by her father's deceased ex-wife.

Therefore, even though Delilah West knew that her sister's fiancé was ugly and inhumane, she still wanted Ulla to marry him for her.

Outside the door, the maid's urging voice sounded, "Madam, Third Miss, the people from Moreno family are coming upstairs."

Ulla Howell did not reach out to help Delilah West up. Instead, she said coldly, "Get up. I'm leaving."

This time, she really gave up.

Opening the door, she saw a group of unfamiliar bodyguards standing outside. These were the people sent by the Moreno family to pick her up.

There was no wedding, nor was there a groom. She was going to get married today.

"Let's go." She walked in front and led the way downstairs.

The Moreno family was one of the richest and most powerful families in Huyang City, and they were the only direct descendant of the Tristen Moreno family. However, more than ten years ago, when he was kidnapped, his face was ruined, and he couldn't do anything.

Ever since then, the Tristen Moreno had never shown his face in front of anyone.

It was rumored that he was brutal, ugly, and terrifying. None of the women who were sent into his house came out alive.

Sorrow was more important than death. Even if the Tristen Moreno was a devil, she didn't care anymore.

...

When they arrived at the Tristen Moreno's villa and the bodyguards brought her into the room, they all left.

It wasn't until the sky outside the window gradually darkened that the door was pushed open again.

Ulla Howell turned her head and saw a tall man walking in from the door.

He closed the door behind him and turned on the light in the room.

The light suddenly lit up. Ulla Howell was not used to it and reached out to block it before raising her head to look at the man.

With just a glance, she was stunned.

It was not that the man was ugly and scary, but because he was too handsome.

The dark suit wrapped around his tall and strong body. His long legs moved very quickly and he quickly walked in front of her.

His facial features were deep and perfect, as if he was a fine piece of art. He was exceptionally handsome, but the pressure he gave off was too strong.

Tristen Moreno looked at Ulla Howell for a few seconds with a scrutinizing expression, then frowned slightly. "Too ugly."

There was no other emotion in his calm tone.

Ulla Howell suddenly came back to her senses. She didn't really care if he said she was ugly. She just looked at him vigilantly. "Who are you?"

His ink-black eyes emitted a sharp light, and his voice was very deep. "Don't you know who you are marrying?"

As he got closer, the biting cold aura that assaulted her face made Ulla Howell tremble.

The powerful aura suppressed her for a moment, but she still straightened her back. "Of course I know that the person I am marrying is Tristen Moreno!"

When Tristen Moreno heard this, the sharpness in his eyes gradually faded, and a hint of understanding flashed across his eyes. It seemed that she was another woman who believed in the rumors.

Marrying a man who was "Ugly and inhumane," her expression was too calm, so calm that it aroused his interest.

His lips curled up into a smile, and he pretended to speak lightly, "So it's Cousin-in-law. I am Tristen Moreno's cousin, Chasin Moreno. On the night of our marriage, I believe you also don't want to guard a cripple."