Uncovering My Wife's Secrets

Chapter 189 Throwing A Curveball

Gwen guessed that Annalise might ask her to remove her makeup, but she would not do as Annalise wanted.

If Annalise wanted Gwen to remove her makeup, she would have to raise the stakes and bet on the entire future of traditional medicine. Annalise would not have such courage.

Even if Annalise did, would the other traditional medicine practitioners on her team allow her to mess around?

With this thought in mind, Gwen calmed down even more.

“Good morning, Ms. Raven. You look quite energetic today,” Annalise said with a smile.

Annalise noticed her heavy makeup. She did not doubt that Gwen’s face had a breakout.

Gwen and Annalise were talking face to face. Many people’s eyes were twinkling, gossiping among themselves. It was time to sit back and watch the show.

“Yeah, I’m in good spirits because I’m happy. Ms. Barton, you know why I’m so happy, don’t you?” Gwen smiled confidently.

She wanted to use her words to tell everyone that she did not have acne. The modern medicine team had

Won.

“Ms. Raven, your makeup is so thick. Is it because your under-eye circles were too dark? Did you not sleep well last night?” Annalise asked curiously.

She said nothing about acne.

She knew that someone would mention it later.

Yesterday, Annalise could already tell that Gwen was going to get pimples.

Typically, acne would not happen overnight just because one was frustrated. It would happen after one bottled up their emotions for a few days. Also, endocrine imbalances would cause one to be prone to acne. Yesterday, when Annalise saw Gwen’s dark circles, bloodshot eyes, and fatigued expression, she knew that Gwen had been suffering from insomnia and was about to develop acne.

To make Gwen’s face break out, Annalise deliberately said those words to deceive Gwen so that she could not sleep.

“No, I slept very well last night. I even had sweet dreams,” Gwen said with a smile.

“Let’s sit down and talk,” Annalise said.

“Ms. Barton, are you trying to stall for time? Why don’t you propose a time to end the bet? Because we had not agreed on the time yesterday, I thought that the time we met in the morning was when the bet would end,” Gwen spoke demurely.

hour. Let’s finish at eleven o’clock. It would

Gwen readily agreed.

had acne. Annalise had been testing

would not run until the

went to get some food. Annalise had quietly asked him to

were all tropical fruits, including mangoes,

might trigger a breakout. Typically, she liked to eat durians the most. But at that moment, she pinched her nose and said to Annalise, “I’m sorry, Ms. Barton. I can’t stand its smell. I won’t

not intend to give it to Gwen. She just

I’m not eating,”

many people were watching them anxiously.

it end?”

are they still chatting?”

me they’ll be friends and say that modern and traditional medicine are both great. What if they settle on a draw? Won’t that be the same as pulling

get it over with soon. Women are so troublesome.”

a few moments of silence.

and pushed a plate of mango in front of Gwen. “Ms. Raven, are

that are yellow in color,” Gwen

or not?”

crowd could not help but ask loudly, “Hey, Gwen. Do you have pimples Hearing this question, Annalise looked up at Gwen.

course not,” Gwen said with a confident

you put

smiled and raised her eyebrows. “Why? Is it against the

to go

are you doing?” Gwen suddenly felt

like a mist, making her unable to open her eyes.

whiff of a

sorry. I’m sorry, Ms. Raven. I was too careless. Let me help you wipe it off. I’m sorry.” Annalise had poured a glass of makeup remover on

of me. Take your hands away.” Gwen was so angry. She wanted to cover

possibly listen to her?

did Gwen think

personal disciple of Dariel Randall. She was already more powerful than

cover her face and run

that her entire body

was such an unreasonable woman. She was so unpredictable, and she had thrown Gwen a