Unveiled: The Survivor's Triumph

Chapter 109 Speak Gently to Women

I was dumbfounded when I saw the so-called makeup bag.

Was this suitcase-sized thing really a makeup "bag"?

When Aurora opened it, I almost dropped my jaw.

The inside of the lid had a large mirror, and the box was filled with so many makeup products that it was overwhelming.

Aurora looked at Faye and gave a faint smile. "If you don't want to show your scars, would you be willing to trust me this once?"

Faye was also stunned by the sight.

Aurora glanced at her watch and said gently, "It won't take long, just ten minutes."

Faye, had no other choice but to hold onto a glimmer of hope and trust.

But perhaps realizing her earlier attitude was poor and now needed help. She felt a bit embarrassed.

Aurora didn't seem to mind, motioning for her to come over, pulling her to sit by the bed, and after examining her face, she began to pick up the makeup tools. Aurora's expression was very serious as she applied the makeup, and her movements were quick and professional.

While waiting for Faye's makeup to be done, I couldn't help but curiously examine the enormous makeup bag.

Under normal circumstances, who would carry such a large makeup bag? It was practically a portable vanity.

As I examined the makeup bag, my gaze unintentionally fell on the magazine Aurora had been reading at earlier. It was a fashion magazine.

So, although Aurora didn't look young, she wasn't out of touch.

In the ward, the only sounds were Aurora occasionally picking up and putting down items.

Because of Aurora's serious attitude, applying the makeup felt like she was completing a piece of art. So we were all afraid to disturb her.

When she finished, she immediately checked her watch and smiled. "Exactly ten minutes. You can look in the mirror now."

Faye gently touched the scar on her face, nervously looking at the mirror on the makeup box, and her eyes widened.

each adorned with rhinestones that went from large to small. Not only did the scar disappear, but the sparkling effect made her already beautiful features

herself in the mirror in disbelief. And after a while, she

a magnanimous person,

woman's beauty can be achieved through makeup, which can cover some flaws, but inner temperament is also very important. Why do some women who aren't particularly stunning still stand out? It

think I understood

she no longer had Faye's youth, she had a charm that made her beauty seem undiminished by time, with a grace and depth that young girls

sure if Faye truly understood,

"Hurry up, don't be late. No matter how high you go, even if you become a top star, punctuality is a basic

exuded charm in her demeanor and words. She was definitely not a

couldn't hide. Aurora's makeup skills were nothing short of miraculous, transforming the ordinary into something extraordinary. "Ethan, I'm afraid I won't make it in time. Can you give me a ride?" Faye asked

who had been silent,

if I didn't let him take

almost out of time. Hurry up

unwilling to stay, no matter how hard

left, I

convenient, could you leave your number? When I get out of the hospital,

need. What I did was

it was you who helped

they had a compelling power that was hard

the end,

my hand was bandaged and asked what happened. I told

out an ointment from her large makeup box and handed it to me. "Use this. It's very effective for burns and won't leave

the ointment

I still didn't

arrived, she rushed over, noticed

like how Andrea, that mistress looked at my dad when she was seducing him. She pretends to be innocent. Emily, you've got more experience

If she's

than I was, looking at me with frustration. "The battle's just started, and you're already boosting her morale while undermining your own. Don't be foolish. If Ethan sleeps in the study, you should too. Wherever he is, you should be there. If you don't go, what if she does? Don't push him into her arms. Taking her in was smart, but don't mess

taking her in was to keep the situation within my

lose my cool a

said, "Don't worry. She won't get

a good idea and smiled, putting her hand on my shoulder. "Your hand is injured now, so you can't do anything. Since she wants to show off and act virtuous, let her do it. Cooking, laundry, cleaning-leave it all to her. If she can't handle being treated like a servant, she'll move out on her own. If you're not the one to kick her