My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 120

"It's good that you understand that. Don't worry. With me backing you, the position of Mrs. Sullivan will be yours soon enough."

Sienna nodded emphatically, a glimmer of triumph flashing through her eyes.

That single promise from Victoria was exactly what she had come for today.

With Victoria acting as her shield, it didn't matter how prestigious Seraphina became.

All she needed to do was wait patiently.

Wait for the baby to be born, wait until she was officially married into the Sullivan family. Then, she would show everyone who the real winner was.

The two women spent hours wandering through the luxury mall, accumulating an impressive haul.

By the time they finished, both of their arms were loaded with exquisite shopping bags.

As they walked toward the exit, Sienna casually mentioned, "By the way, Mrs. Sullivan, have you had a chance to try that skincare set I gifted you?"

Victoria nodded. "I'm planning to start using it. I heard from a few friends that the brand you bought is completely bespoke and incredibly exclusive. You really went out of your way. Thank you."

"As long as you love it, Mrs. Sullivan," Sienna replied sweetly.

All her hard work was finally paying off.

...

Victoria returned home in an excellent mood.

Her future daughter-in-law might not have the best pedigree, but she was obedient, sensible, and knew exactly how to please people.

Victoria had actually heard several elite women talking about that exact skincare line—it was an ultra-exclusive custom brand from France.

Rumor had it that the founder personally mixed the formulas, limiting production to a tiny handful of VIP clients each year. You couldn't just buy it, no matter how much money you had.

The fact that Sienna managed to secure a set proved she had put a tremendous amount of effort into the gift.

Sitting at her vanity, Victoria had her maid pack away her usual luxury creams and replace them with the set Sienna had given her.

The packaging was exquisite, and the jar was even custom-engraved with her first name—Victoria.

That level of personalization made her feel incredibly pampered.

She unscrewed the lid of the face cream, and a delicate, elegant fragrance drifted into the air.

The texture was wonderfully smooth, feeling luxurious against her skin.

"Beautiful," Victoria murmured, inspecting herself in the mirror with a satisfied nod.

Comforting herself with that logic, Victoria decided to keep using it for another two days.

The third day.

The reaction hadn't improved; it had mutated into an absolute nightmare.

The red bumps had blistered into a terrifying rash. Her face was completely swollen, radiating an agonizing mix of burning pain and relentless itching.

When her maid saw her face, she was so horrified she nearly dropped the breakfast tray.

"Ma'am, your face... shouldn't we go to the hospital?"

Sitting frozen in front of her vanity, Victoria stared in utter horror at the nearly disfigured face in the mirror. Her knuckles turned white as she death-gripped the jar of cream.

She grabbed her phone and dialed Sienna's number.

"Sienna, exactly where did you purchase that skincare set you gave me?"

Her voice sounded deceptively calm, but anyone who knew her would instantly recognize it as the terrifying calm before a hurricane.

On the other end of the line, Sienna immediately began fishing for praise. "Mrs. Sullivan, I had a friend in France secure it for me! That brand only accepts orders from legacy clients, so I had to pull a lot of strings just to get it... Why? Is something wrong?"

"I used it for two days," Victoria hissed through clenched teeth. "And my face is completely ruined."