Bumpkin’s Rich Handsome Husband novel Chapter 1387

"Yeah, you used to be so good-looking, but now your face is ruined. What's going to happen to you?" Mrs. Wilson's voice trembled with a mix of anger and distress, her hands clapping and feet stomping, tears brimming in her eyes.

"It was just an accident, Dad, Mom. And the government has compensated me," Shirley murmured, hanging her head. As her slender fingers touched the hideous scar on her face, a dull ache gnawed at her heart.

The scar on her face was a lifelong reminder of her pain, leaving her feeling too inferior to face anyone.

"Oh, my poor daughter." Sitting on the edge of the bed, Mrs. Wilson pulled her into her arms. "No wonder you didn't come home for Christmas. You've been through something so serious, yet you kept it from us, you silly girl," she said, her voice choking with tears. "Our family has endured so much misfortune."

Lucien's gambling addiction had drained their finances, forcing them to sell their house and teeter on the brink of homelessness. Debt collectors pursued them relentlessly, and eventually, they broke Tarquin Wilson's legs.

Just when Mrs. Wilson thought their situation couldn't get any worse, tragedy struck as Shirley was disfigured in an accident, plunging her into despair.

Mr. Wilson sighed repeatedly, unsure of what to say. He looked at Shirley with a heart heavy with pity. "It's alright, dear. You're still young. We can explore plastic surgery options later to address it."

"That's right. Nowadays, plastic surgery techniques are very advanced. Your dad and I will work hard to earn money for your surgery, and everything will be fine." Mrs. Wilson took Shirley's hand and comforted her. "Shir, try not to worry or feel sad."

"Shir, don't worry. With Dad here, I'll do whatever it takes to get you the surgery," Mr. Wilson said with determination in his eyes, exuding not just a father's authority but also a profound sense of responsibility.

Taking her words at face value, they didn't press Shirley for more details about her disfigurement. She breathed a silent sigh of relief, feeling the burden that had weighed heavily on her heart finally lifted.

"I think so too. Once we have the money, I'll get surgery to fix it. So, it's not a big deal. Don't worry too much." She reassured her parents with a faint smile.

However, what they were unaware of was that her skin was scar-prone, rendering her disfigurement irreparable.