My Extraordinary Wife

“Mr. Nolan, empty threats won’t work on me,” Winsor snorted and instructed the driver to leave.

Tinsor swept his fringe aside like a model in a shampoo advertisement and winked at Ashlyn. “We’ll meet again, my goddess.”

This was followed by a bam!

Winsor had grabbed Tinsor back into the car and slammed the door shut. He ordered, “Drive!”

Tinsor yelled in pain, “Argh! Winsor, it hurts…”

Ring… A familiar ringtone sounded.

When Ashlyn checked the caller ID, her gaze turned cold as ice. She said, “Mr. Nolan, I have urgent matters to do. Farewell.”

Then, she headed to the Land Rover. Anderson took the driver’s seat while Harrison pulled the door open for her in a gentlemanly manner.

Lucas’ face fell. Damn it! What is their relationship with her?

“Hello?” Ashlyn finally picked up the phone after the caller called thrice.

misses you a lot. Will you come back to visit her?” Horace Berry, Ashlyn’s father, inquired. Although he was asking her nicely, she could tell that he would not stop pestering her until

about it.”

on you since young. Are you really not going to

fact that he must meet Ashlyn this time,

is Grandma, not you. Don’t use her as an excuse,

has really fallen ill this time. Are you not

excuse countless times already. I’m afraid you’re the only excuse of a man in this world who would curse his own mother like

not lying this time, your grandma really is ill. She’s getting old and she has

go back right now.” Ashlyn hung up. She did not want to continue talking to

really going to go?” Anderson

got off and took a cab to

not large in scale,

not one of the top-class families, but it was decently

married, both of them were poor as paupers. Ashlyn’s mother had eloped with Horace and brought her secret stash of savings

couple started a small business and slowly built

when Ashlyn turned eight, her mother died in a