My Extraordinary Wife

“So is the masked guy or someone else her next subject? Is that why she can’t wait to get on with the divorce?” Lucas remained standing there, breathing erratically.

“No. It’s because the Spirogyra became increasingly inactive. It hadn’t flared up for a long time, which is why she immediately agreed when you brought up the divorce. She thought the parasite was no longer a threat, but it began to relapse frequently after the divorce.”

Pale yellow sun rays shone on Lucas’ face. “I guess I should be thankful that she put so much effort into marrying me,” he remarked sarcastically.

“The parasite’s attacking again today. Either you save her or you don’t. The decision rests in your hands,” Jared said with a hint of exhaustion. “I’m telling you this because I don’t want it to flare up. She… she gets tormented so badly every time it does. I don’t want to see her in such a state.”

“You must love her so much that you’re willingly handing her over to another man,” Lucas sneered.

He couldn’t accept the fact that he had never known about Ashlyn’s huge secret until now.

What he refused to accept even more was the fact that Ashlyn had actually plotted to marry him. The man used to think she was just a bird locked in a cage; who knew he was actually the one dancing in the palm of her hand?

Who on earth was the one behind the schemes? Who was the mastermind?

All he felt was heartache.

“You’ve known her for a long time, right? Way before I married her?”

“Yes,” Jared said nothing more. At this point, having Ashlyn remain by Lucas’ side was the best option.

the room, leaving Ashlyn and Lucas on

the bed. Despite being unconscious, she looked as divine as

were an alluring shade of

bed, looking like a

just to prolong

filled with pain and

were buzzing, and

moment and then opened them to reveal a pair of

wandering soul, not

woman on the bed suddenly began to tug at her own clothes and curl

“Don’t!”

anguish in her voice was

of sweat dripped down her forehead as her face

“Stop!”

continued to resist

her dream, the

Don’t come over… Go

voice was

so weak that she

her, staring at her while feeling conflicted as she struggled in

to a cold and proud woman like her, reducing her to such a sorry