Chapter 273: Do You Mind My Appearance?
Hayley’s POV:
“Don’t worry about it; he doesn’t care,” the woman across from her said. “I just feel bad for that guy, though. A man like him deserves someone better. It’s such a waste.” “Besides, his looks are exactly my type. I’d love to have him for myself.”
As she spoke, the blonde woman eagerly walked over, holding a glass of wine. She completely ignored me and smiled at Benjamin. “Excuse me, sir, may I offer you a drink?”
I calmly watched her, but Benjamin didn’t hesitate to turn her down coldly. “Sorry, my fiancée wouldn’t approve.”
The woman was surprised. Her voice held disbelief. “What? She’s your fiancée?” She glanced at me, her eyes full of resentment. She glared at me briefly before turning away.
A human dared to treat me that way. Hera stirred uneasily inside me. I calmed her down. She was just a human; it wasn’t worth getting upset over. Besides, we were in Smuilia, hiding the fact that we were werewolves. There was no need to reveal our true identities over something so trivial.
After the woman left, I turned to Benjamin, curious. “Ben, you don’t mind my appearance?” I knew that physical attraction played a big role in love, but I still hoped to hear something different from Benjamin.
“Does appearance matter? For me, when I choose a mate, things like background, looks, or education don’t matter. I don’t care about those things.” Benjamin’s expression was serious, almost stern.
“But you’re an alpha, and being with someone like me, people will talk. Just like those two foreigners did earlier.”
Benjamin reached out and ruffled my hair. He asked, “Why care about what others think? We live for ourselves, not for the approval of others.”
His words made my heart tremble. I had never imagined that someone like him, despite my less-than-perfect appearance, would say something like that to me.
“Thank you, Benjamin,” I said it sincerely, from the depths of my heart. Although I didn’t often care about my looks, as an alpha from the Shadow Pack, my pride made it hard to accept others criticizing my appearance.
“Let’s eat before it gets cold,” Benjamin said with a smile, urging me to eat.
I lowered my gaze, feeling conflicted. Should I tell Benjamin everything now? I’m the alpha of the Shadow Pack, on the same level as him, with top-tier skills. This face I’m using is just a disguise. My true appearance is stunning. I’m his racing goddess, Sara. Would Benjamin accept that?
“Benjamin, can I ask you something?” I clenched my hands, nervously looking at him. Benjamin nodded, a hint of confusion in his eyes.
I continued. “If one day you found out that someone you’ve always trusted has been lying to you, what would you do?”
As soon as I spoke, the temperature in the room seemed to drop. I lifted my gaze to meet Benjamin’s eyes. His expression turned cold, like a layer of ice had settled there.
“There are two things I can’t tolerate in this world: betrayal and lies,” Benjamin’s voice was calm, as if he were discussing something trivial. But I knew these were his principles, his boundaries.
“I was just asking casually, don’t take it seriously,” I quickly changed the subject, feeling guilty.
But Benjamin fixed his gaze on me, his tone serious. “As long as you don’t do something I can’t accept, this marriage can last.”
My back stiffened, and I felt like something was choking me. I quickly turned my head to the side and started coughing violently. Benjamin immediately handed me a glass of water. “Are you okay?”
I shook my head, then looked at him seriously. “Benjamin, actually…”