Chapter 191: Sexy Is Not Beautiful
Ugliness with a beautiful heart is a paradox; beauty with an ugly personality, a tragedy.
And in his acting, Zane technically called Hena ugly.
Everyone had dressed up in their new shiny clothes. Only Hena was left.
Since Zane didn’t have all day, he tossed a random shining dress at her.
He told her to wear it and that would have been enough but the man in his character for a Scepter, continued saying:
"You might be able to look good in this at least."
Draxus’ eyes bulged.
Even Jammy twitched.
Xavier didn’t know what happened and Tesla shivered.
Meanwhile, Zane...
I am suddenly feeling death around me.
His hairs stood up as he slowly turned his head at the source.
Yeah. I am dead.
Hena’s eyes were dark.
They were devoid of emotions as the deathly glare pierced Zane’s soul.
She clenched the dress that Zane tossed at her as with heavy steps, she walked towards the horde of the clothes and went behind it.
Draxus walked up to Zane and placed his hand on the gutterborn’s shoulder.
"It was nice knowing you. Say hi to my grandfather in heaven."
"I am not dying!" Zane shouted.
Draxus didn’t reply and went back to his standing position.
Zane gulped as he glanced at the horde of clothes.
He hoped she never came out of there.
"That’s not a way to talk to ladies, kid. You are in the wrong here." Jammy said.
"Yes, sir. I once called my wife fat when she was only pregnant. I still sleep on the sofa till this day." Seb shared his story.
"Don’t worry. We will fight together." Xavier sided with Zane.
"Women are power, young man. That’s why I am choosing silence this time. It’s your battle."
Tesla straight out gave up.
Zane’s palms found sweat.
It’s not like I called her ugly. I was just being a Scepter. Why so angry?
Many people had called Zane ugly as well. He never minded it. So he couldn’t comprehend Hena’s anger.
Nevertheless, he would react according to the situation after assessing it.
TUP!
A leg came out from behind the horde of clothes.
And it was a bare leg.
It was Zane’s first time since he saw a leg of a woman closely.
It was white, long and tight.
Zane’s face turned red as after the leg came out the girl herself.
A tight black dress hugged her body.
There was a slit on the dress’ right side, exposing her thighs but hiding just enough.
She wore heels that increased her height as she stood in front of everyone.
All men found their hearts fluttering and Tesla even averted his eyes.
But Hena, her eyes were on Zane.
Zane saw that as well.
But he didn’t know where to look.
I don’t want to stare too much.
He peeked for a split second before looking away again.
But Hena didn’t peek.
She glared at him.
"What do you think?"
Zane remained silent.
"Speak." She said.
"You are asking me?" Zane didn’t know that.
"Yes."
Zane swallowed his saliva. "Yes. It looks good on you."
"Beautiful?" She asked.
Everyone nodded their heads but Zane, the bastard shook his head.
All eyes widened.
He is suicidal.
Tesla thought and once again turned around.
Jammy raised his hand to say something but Hena stopped him.
"What?" She asked Zane.
Zane rapidly waved his hands.
"No. No. Don’t misunderstand. Maybe it’s my view."
"So she does not look beautiful?" Jammy asked directly.
"No." Zane answered directly as well.
Hena clenched his fist.
Jammy was about to slap Zane’s head.
"Then what do you mean? Say clearly." He pressed.
Zane cleared his throat.
"She looks sexy. Not beautiful."
Everyone frowned.
"Aren’t both the same thing?" Draxus asked.
Zane shook his head again.
"Sexy is related to the body. Beautiful is related to everything else. They are not the same. For me, at least."
He said that with no fear.
He never thought he should show fear for something he believed in.
Yes, if it was for survival he would lie about anything, but right now, he was with his people so he saw no reason to lie to them.
At Zane’s words, all gazes softened.
Even Hena let go of her tight fists.
She had worn a different dress than what Zane had tossed at her as she wanted to show her beauty.
But she didn’t know that her idea of beauty was wrong.
"Your views are splendid, sir. Do you have any tips for me to patch things with my wife? You seem to be a love master." Seb asked for advice.
I haven’t even touched a girl.
"Just apologise to her. Write her a poem or something. Gift her a dress. Love is simply the amount of attention we pay to things."
Zane ended up giving advice anyway. He used his own brain to come up with that.
But Seb ended up grabbing Zane’s hands.
"I heard all that for the first time. All my friends told me to be a man and let her sulk or hit her. But you said something else entirely. Your wife and girlfriend both will be very lucky."
"Why would I have a wife and a girlfriend both?"
"Because you will cheat on them, right? That’s compulsory."
"No thank you."
Zane removed his hand from Seb’s hold and focused on the matter again.
Hena had a smile on her face but when she saw Zane glancing at her leg again, she realized her impulse really made her try something uncomfortable.
She blushed and went behind the horde of clothes.
She was grateful for the mask she was wearing as it hid most of her expressions.
Zane had the same notion as well.
After a few minutes, she came out and this time again she didn’t wear the dress that Zane gave her.
Instead she wore a black shirt and black pants as well.
"Dresses would restrict my movement." She said.
Zane smiled.
"Now you look like yourself."
"What?" Hena didn’t get it.
Zane scratched his head.
"I meant to say..."
He found the right words and as an apology for making her angry, he used those words.
"You look beautiful."
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