My Extraordinary Wife

“Look,” Terry showed her a post posted by an entertainment fan page which often released unproven rumors.

“There’s only a vague sentence. There are no pictures, too.” Cindy pursed her lips. Nevertheless, she felt a lot better after reading that post.

Back then, Lucas agreed to attend her birthday party even though he was in front of his wife. That could only mean one thing—his wife meant nothing to him.

So what if he washed the dishes as told? Perhaps it was the woman’s ploy, she thought.

Inside the president’s office of Nolan Entertainment, a tall figure was seated behind the mahogany desk.

Dressed in an expensive bespoke suit and a black shirt underneath, the man looked elegant and swanky. When he stretched his hands out, his sterling silver cufflinks sparkled under the light.

The senior managers of the company were all standing in front of Lucas quietly. They were usually imposing in public, but each of them lowered their heads fearfully in Lucas’ presence.

Why is Mr. Nolan here? They wondered.

As Lucas had appointed a CEO to run Nolan Entertainment, he rarely asked about the entertainment section as he was busy enough running Nolan Group.

Oh, is he here because of Cindy? He is rumored to be linked romantically to her.

Is he here to stand up for his lover?

Lucas didn’t know what the senior managers thought about him.

He couldn’t bring himself to stay in his office, so he left and wandered around. He had no idea why he ended up at Nolan Entertainment.

With his head lowered, he flipped through the reports irritatedly.

even remember how he got home from the hospital last night. The only thing he could remember was that

of Ashlyn striding away in her doctor’s coat kept

his thoughts started to wander. He wasn’t interested in the report

Best surgeon?

could someone like Ashlyn end up being

Famous doctor?

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