The entire wedding audience let out an exclamation and began to roar.
"I thought the bride was noble and cool, but it turns out she's just a loser."
"No wonder they say makeup is magic. What's the difference between it and plastic surgery? I wouldn't dare marry a woman like this."
How so?
I bit my lower lip tightly and stared at Bob, waiting for him to give me an explanation.
Anna jumped in front of me at this time and said with a smile.
"Surprise! This is the part I prepared specially for you. Do you like it?"
Bob said.
"Yes. Anna spent a long time searching through my photo albums to edit this video."
She posted my ugly photos.
She randomly flipped through my husband's cell phone photo album.
I squeezed out the words from between my teeth.
"Do you think it's a surprise to hear people say this about me?"
She pouted and thought for a moment, then acted as if something suddenly dawned on her.
"Everyone must have misunderstood. I have a solution."
Before I could react, she started rubbing the tissue on my face without saying a word. Her hands were so strong that she hurt me.
"I'll help you remove your makeup and show it to everyone. Won't they know they misunderstood you?"