My Extraordinary Wife

However, she resisted the urge to do so.

The sight of the girl had grated on her nerves since a long time ago, but she refrained from saying anything about it in front of her son.

This little b**** is a vixen who will only drag my son down.

She had blossomed into a graceful young lady in the past few years. Men would inevitably be attracted to her beauty like a moth to a flame.

The problem was that she was ill and did not even go to university. What good was a daughter-in-law like her? She would be an embarrassment to their family.

Only a socialite from a noble family was worthy of becoming the Fraser family’s daughter-in-law.

A girl with unknown origins would never be worthy of her son.

But her son spoiled this girl to bits. It was fine if he took care of her for just a while when she was little, or perhaps treated her like a pet just for his amusement.

However, it looked like her son had completely rejected the idea of marriage.

The knot that had formed in Mrs. Fraser’s chest due to all her pent-up frustrations was so tight she found it hard to breathe at times.

Whenever she looked at Charlotte, she saw a pile of s***. She could not understand why her son treated her like some kind of precious jewel.

If the girl were healthy and well educated, she could probably accept her as her daughter-in-law.

Nevertheless, the girl was nothing to her dismay.

So no way!

be separated at all

b**** stays, it’ll be impossible for my son to marry a

must be

in the National Day Gala Night held by the government. Tomorrow is her first day of rehearsal and

“She’s not a child anymore. Why don’t you accompany Ms. Warhol tomorrow, and

panic and she subconsciously gripped the edge

when she noticed this minute detail.

more.” Lochlan stated in a decisive tone, “You should get someone else to

that the mother and son were about to quarrel again, she bit down hard on her lower

uncle to quarrel with his mother

scared and looked at Lochlan with a hint of reluctance in her eyes as she whispered,

she stammered in a timid voice only

as a normal person to

down on Charlotte even more than before. “Since Lottie is so sensible, you should go out with Ms. Warhol tomorrow and I’ll accompany Lottie to

around with a stubborn

heartache lining his features.

Although she was sad that her Uncle Lochlan would be accompanying some other woman, she knew that

her face. “Let’s go now. We don’t

*

In the suburbs.