Chapter 473 Game (1/2)

”I haven't seen you for a while and I miss you a lot. Let me see how you are doing.” Ashley stood up with a smile.

The woman wore high heels and walked steadily on the red brick floor. She looked elegant, noble and magnificent as if she was walking on the red carpet. With a scornful sneer, Aimee said, ”You've come all the way to see me. It's really difficult for you to wear such luxurious clothes. Are you here to give me a warning?”

”How can you say it's a warning? I'm here to give you a gift.” Ashley pretended to be misunderstood and hurt.

”Really? Let me see what gift you have.”

”This is my gift for you,” said Ashley elegantly.

Following the direction of Ashley's hand, Aimee saw something half a meter wide and two meters high in the room. Something was covered by a black cloth, so it was hard to tell what it was.

”Aren't you curious about what it is?” Ashley asked with a faint smile.

Taking a look at Ashley and then at the thing covered by the black cloth, Aimee finally pulled down the black cloth under the provocative gaze of Ashley. All of a sudden, a dazzling light reflected out from the object. Aimee subconsciously closed her eyes and dodged it - it was a dressing mirror.

”What do you mean by giving me such a gift?” After a while, Aimee frowned and looked at the woman in front of her unhappily.

”What I mean is in the mirror.” With a smile on her face, Ashley walked up to Aimee and signaled her to look into the mirror.

Aimee avoided the reflection and looked at the mirror again. It didn't matter if she didn't look at it. She was shocked by the scene in the mirror. Beside her was the radiant, young and noble Ashley, while her hair was in a mess. Her skin was sallow, and the black circles and eye bags were obvious. There were many spots on her face, and her clothes were wrinkled. Compared with Ashley, her black skin exposed to the sun was more like a piece of charcoal.

'Is this really me? Was this messy, thin woman without any manners and temperament really me in the mirror? What was the difference between me and those middle-aged women?'

”You must feel ill after pregnancy. Being unable to have a good appetite or sound sleep. Besides, you also suffer from fear and homeless. It must be a tough life.” Ashley looked at the aging woman in the mirror and said, ”I have been pregnant before. I know it's not good to be pregnant. If a woman doesn't take good care of herself at this time, and the baby was constantly absorbing her nutrition, it would only accelerate the speed of aging of herself. Even if you don't hide around, maybe no one will recognize you when you walk on the street now. ”

”Ah!” Aimee was on the verge of breaking down. She used to be the goddess in the dream of thousands of men. Her beauty was the top in the whole circle, and her beauty had impressed many people. But now, she looked so vulgar, especially in comparison with Ashley.