Chapter 407 You Can Never Be In Public Without A Mask!
Deirdre could feel the womanâs jealousy as though it was a tangible gust. She stumbled backward, but she was too late. The possessed young woman had lunged, and her fingers extended like claws at her mask.
Freya yanked it down and revealed bandages covering half of Deirdreâs face. She was almost enraptured- as though she had stumbled upon a secret treasure trove âI knew it! I knew it! The lower half of your face. is not done yet! Itâs still as ugly as sin! Thatâs why you had to wear a mask. You canât even bear to show it to the world!â
Deirdre ignored her provocation. Frowning, she demanded, âGive my mask backâ
Freya was too happy as she had uncovered her secret Mockery and schadenfreude rolled into a single gut punch when she continued. âYou really think youâre some gorgeous angel fallen out of heaven, huh, b* tch? Donât make me laugh! Most of those beautiful masked girls you see on the street actually looked like sh*t when you pull their masks away, anyway I guess youâre no different, either!
âBesides, I knew the level of your disfigurement could not possibly be fixed with knives and plastic Itâs impossible, and I know it! Youâll never be able to go out there and show the public your true face, you disgusting, ugly b*tch!â
Deirdre was unperturbed. âWell, okay then I guess Iâll just have to wear a mask for the rest of my life Big deal, and honestly, none of your business. If youâre that free, Nurse Rene, may I humbly suggest you spend your time honing your skills and attitude to get out of the unemployment line?â
That remark stung Freya. Ever since the hospital fired her, she had trouble getting employed anywhere.
Her resume was impressive enough that she should have handily landed a position in any private.
institution, and yet everyone immediately rejected her after reading through her profile The only reason she seemed to be blacklisted in the industry was because of Kyran. It had to be-no one else had that power!
And the only thing that made Kyran flex that power was Deirdre f*cking McKinnon!
Jealousy burned in Freyaâs eyes like an inferno. She lurched.
Deirdre grabbed her hand reflexively. âWhat the h*ll!? What are you-
âYou should be cooped up in your room forever, you b*tch! You have no right to walk among us like youâre f*cking better than me! You have no f*cking right or reason to be with Kyran! You have no f*cking right, you f*cking wh*re! And I want you to remember who you really are!â
Deirdreâs blindness was a very big disadvantage in the melee. Freya easily grabbed hold of her bandage and pulled it as hard as she could.
The bandages unraveled and landed on her shoulder.
Half of Deirdreâs face was exposed.
Freya took one glance at it and laughed scornfully. âI knew it, Deirdre! I f*cking knew it! Youâre still a hideous insult to everyoneâs eyes behind this disguise! I canât believe you thought it was a good idea to walk in public looking like sh*t. Seriously, what the f*ck made you think so highly of yourself that youâve got this confidence? If I were you, I would run into ongoing traffic and pull myself out of my misery!â
Deirdre had already expected the lower half of her face to be less acceptable than the top half, but the way Freya vilified her made her realize it might be worse than she had expected.
Still, she was not going to let that woman break her, so she retorted coldly, âIf thatâs the case, then why are you so jealous of a freak whoâs uglier than you? Whoâs the loser between the two of us, Nurse Rene?â
Freya froze. Then, her temper reached a boiling point. âYou f*cking b*tch really think you have something to gloat about! The only reason you even got him is that he met you first by pure f*cking chance, you dipsh *t! If he didnât care about how ugly you are, then why the f*ck did he want you to reconstruct your disfigured face, genius?
âBecause men are like that! Men hate being embarrassed or mocked! He wants to bring you out on a date, but he doesnât wanna be punished by being the joke on the town! Come on, wake up! Heâs only hanging out with you because he has no one else to be with while heâs here. Once heâs back to his home turf, heâll quickly remember, âOh sh*t! Deirdre is just an ugly novelty trinket! Sheâs nothing!ââ
Even Deirdre had to admit Freyaâs words stung. She was happy being with Kyran, but it was not guaranteed that one day, Kyran would not return to the upper-class wealthy, elite social circle he belonged to.
And she would still be the same unsightly creature who could never be seen with any of these elites.
Still, the effect of Freyaâs putdown was short-lived. Deirdre shook herself out of it, reminding herself that she should not think that far ahead.
âJust give my mask back,â Deirdre said stoically.