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.

I didn’t stab you…

forced me to do this. If you didn’t seduce my son, I wouldn’t have lost my rationality out of

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

if you want to blame someone, blame it on your terrible fate and family. After all, you’re nothing but an

Fraser hurriedly dashed towards

clock rang, Ashlyn’s mind was still

before she finally came to her senses and realized that she

discovering that the black patches had already spread to the

helplessly. This poison is

breath, she finished washing up and left

she was too tired last night, she fell asleep

Land Rover, she saw Anderson sitting on the driver’s

worriedly, while Ashlyn raised her eyebrow. “I’m not

called Anderson, almost choking on his

expression. I’m a scourge, okay? I will not die so easily. Perhaps, there might be a cure tomorrow.” Patting his shoulder, Ashlyn sat on the seat beside him. “Let’s go to the

car stopped outside the Fraser

she noticed that

brought her attention

Why is there blood on

the

room was filled with the metallic smell of