C2 No Woman Has Ever Dared to Attack Me Before

He emphasized the word "disabled" with a low, provocative finality.

The man deliberately approached her, and his cold aura became stronger and stronger.

Ulla moved to the side in discomfort. After a short period of doubt, she believed his words.

After all, Tristen's villa was not a place that an ordinary person could enter.

"He's your cousin, please don't say that to him." Since even her own cousin said that, it was obvious that Tristen did not have a good life.

Ulla felt a sense of appreciation for him.

Even if the Moreno family was one of the richest families, with Tristen's situation, he must have had a hard time over the years.

A hint of surprise flashed across Tristen's black eyes. He never expected that this ugly woman would say such a thing.

He couldn't help but size her up again.

Her messy hair, black-framed glasses, and a long cotton coat in the dirt, and the bangs on her forehead were so thick that they almost covered her eyes. There were even a few small spots on her dark yellow face. Just looking at her made him feel nauseous.

Without a doubt, this ugly woman was not his rumored beautiful fiancé.

However, the people from the Moreno family did not care whether the woman who married him was ugly or beautiful. As long as she was a woman who could be received by the family line, they would not pursue the matter even if it was someone else.

There was a flash of dark light in Tristen's eyes. He reached out his hand and pushed Ulla onto the bed. His voice was filled with undisguised contempt and malice. "There is no one else here. You don't have to put on an act. I will treat it as a good thing and satisfy you."

He was about to reach out his hand.

"Pah!"

Ulla used all her strength to slap his face. "Don't think that everyone else is as dirty as you. Go before your cousin comes. I will pretend that nothing happened."

Although she had already tried her best to maintain her calm, her trembling hands still betrayed her.

On the way here, she had imagined how ugly Tristen would be, but she never thought that she would encounter such a thing.

Tristen's face was gloomy and his body was emitting a bone chilling aura. "No woman has ever dared to attack me."

Because of her struggle, her glasses had already fallen off, revealing a pair of eyes that were unexpectedly clear and clear. Her trembling eyelashes revealed the nervousness and fear of her master.

Tristen's movements paused, and for some reason, his heart softened.

He stood up, tidied his clothes, and glanced at her coldly. "Then you wait for that disabled man here."

Bang!

It wasn't until the door was closed that Ulla's tense relaxed a little.

Outside the door.

One of the bodyguards saw the red mark on Tristen's face and was stunned for a moment before he said, "Young master, your face..."

Tristen touched his face and said expressionlessly, "I was knocked by the door."

What kind of door could cause five finger marks on one's face?

However, the bodyguard did not dare to ask any more questions and only respectfully handed over a document, "This is Young Madame's personal information."

Tristen opened the document and saw the name written on it: Ulla Howell.

The ugly woman seemed to have a rather cool personality, but had a name called Ulla?

This Ulla's birth mother was quite interesting. She doted on her step-daughter like a treasure. She was really ruthless to her own daughter.

Next, he frowned and asked the bodyguard, "She's a fool?"

The bodyguard nodded.

Tristen said expressionlessly, "Investigate again."

When Ulla spoke, it was clear and orderly.

Besides, he had never seen any fool who could resist and slap someone in that kind of situation.

Thinking of this, his face darkened, and he threw the information he had in his hands into the bodyguard's arms. "If you can't find something that I am satisfied with, then don't come and see me!"