After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities

Chapter 1010

Master Wood was utterly perplexed. He dragged his obese body, panting heavily, and rushed to Jocelyn's villa, barging into her room in a hurry.

He was met with the sight of a furious and agonized Jocelyn, her face contorted in horror. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at Jocelyn's face, clearly suffering from a backlash.

Red scars, like wriggling worms, covered her entire face. Her once fair skin had turned a sickly yellowish-black, emitting a strong stench.

The foul odor permeated the entire room.

Jocelyn, with bloodshot eyes, rushed towards Master Wood and gripped his arm tightly. "You promised me that I would have the most beautiful face without needing surgery or injections. Why has it come to this?"

Master Wood was speechless. He was even angrier.

He had set up ten small arrays to form one large array, and now one of the small arrays had been destroyed.

How could he not be furious?

On the surface, this small array was a face-changing spell, but it actually included a small formation for gathering luck, meant to transfer the Kaur family's luck to the Sweeney family. Now it was ruined.

He was so angry that his face turned red, but he didn't dare lash out at Miss Sweeney. "Let me think. Miss, this is a backlash. I used your friend's face to replace yours. Now the spell has failed and been sabotaged. I don't know who did it!"

"What? Sabotaged?" Jocelyn was so furious that she almost fainted.

She screamed at Master Wood, "What am I supposed to do? What about my face? Am I supposed to live with this ugly, smelly face? No! I won't accept it!"

"Miss, please calm down. Let me think of a solution." Master Wood knew well that there was no saving her from the backlash of the face-changing spell. But if he said that, Jocelyn would never accept it.

So he had to calm her down first.

This young lady had always been troubled by her looks. Her twin brothers were extremely handsome, but she seemed like an afterthought when God made her. Her features were plain and unremarkable.

Her parents were good-looking, her brothers were handsome... but she was ordinary and easily lost in a crowd.

She wanted to become beautiful but feared being ridiculed by other socialites if they found out she had cosmetic surgery.

Master Wood needed ten small arrays, so he targeted Carley from the Kaur family. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Now it was ruined...

Master Wood felt like crying the most.

His large array!

When would it ever be completed?

He had spent so long setting up ten small arrays, and just when he was down to the last one, it got destroyed.

to

an array eye and a target

these things.

Wood was fuming but had to endure his pain while

down, he left in a

who had broken his array and undone his face-changing spell. He needed

What exactly happened?

his room, frustrated and agitated. The old man

he have any

No, impossible!

how could he

around the room, growing more

there be some expert he

in anger and decided he had to

one of his disciples. "Go inform

other small arrays he had

with them, he breathed a sigh

seemed Carley's small array was

an accident, he needed a new

residence, Franklin lay on his bed, his eyes

to him and said softly, "Young

propped himself up. Since starting acupuncture, his eyes felt more relaxed. He didn't know if

it was because the acupuncturist was also

but think of

of Sylvia made him

Sylvia... his Sylvia...

had to recover

he didn't let Jasper help him but instead groped his way to the dining

familiar aroma of food filled his

he often ate at home,

tomorrow?" Franklin asked as

couldn't see but didn't dare laugh out loud. "Yes, she will continue acupuncture for a week. If it works, she will continue until you regain your sight. How do you feel?" "Good," Franklin said no more but looked forward to the next day,

again, he would

one could

the food tasted

the next morning, Franklin

washing up, he sat on his bed waiting for the doctor and the herbalist

there were many luxury cars. Sylvia chose a low-key black BMW as

to the doctor's house and picked him up before heading to

they arrived at Franklin's

with flat

contained

the kit

so quiet that you could hear

one spoke as she silently performed her task. After inserting the needles into Franklin's skin as she did yesterday, she began checking his pulse. After a while, she let

relief? Any lightness in