My Extraordinary Wife

She raised the needle, whose sharp tip glinted in the light, and walked towards Charlotte.

“I’ll stab your face until it’s ruined! Perhaps then, you won’t dare to appear in front of my son again. After all, men are superficial beings who only care about beauty. If your face is destroyed, who would want you? Even if you become a prostitute, no one would want to sleep with you!”

Charlotte was shocked and terrified. She could not help but stagger backward and shield her body with her arms, trying to protect herself.

“No!” screamed Charlotte miserably.

She retreated backward further out of fear until her back was pressed against the wall.

Holding the needles, Mrs. Fraser inched closer and closer to Charlotte.

Charlotte’s expression changed drastically as she stared at the sharp tips of the needles.

Mrs. Fraser strode towards her and stabbed the needles she was holding forcefully onto Charlotte’s face.

“Ahhh—” While Charlotte shrieked in misery, a dozen needles had already stabbed her face. The pain was excruciating.

Blood flowed down the needles, making her beautiful face looked extremely horrifying.

Mrs. Fraser released her grip instantly. When she gradually regained her rationality and saw what had happened in front of her, she shook her head vigorously.

like that. I didn’t stab you… I didn’t even want to

knees due to the unbearable pain, she snapped viciously, “You forced me to do this. If you didn’t seduce my son, I wouldn’t have lost my rationality out

didn’t mean to harm you on purpose. Please don’t blame me! Charlotte, if you

I didn’t mean to harm you on purpose. Please don’t blame me! Charlotte, if you want to blame someone, blame it on your terrible fate and

Fraser hurriedly dashed

rang,

she finally came to her senses and realized that she needed

discovering that the black patches had already spread

smiled helplessly. This poison is spreading really

finished washing up

too tired last night, she fell

she walked to her Land Rover, she saw Anderson

young man looked at her worriedly, while Ashlyn raised her eyebrow. “I’m not dead yet. Why do you look

Anderson, almost choking on his

die so easily. Perhaps, there might be a cure tomorrow.” Patting his shoulder, Ashlyn sat on the seat beside him. “Let’s

hour later, the car stopped outside the

the car, she frowned when she noticed that the entrance

her

was taken aback. Why is

strode towards the

smell of blood, while drops of blood