My Extraordinary Wife

Even Boss can’t tame this man!

“Actually, it’s all my fault for bringing up his past.”

After all that hustle, Ashlyn was fatigued. She sat on the side of the bed. “Is there any news on Charlotte’s whereabouts?”

“Nope. It’s like she has vanished into thin air.” Anderson shook his head.

“For some reason, I find Charlotte endearing. It’s like she’s my biological sister.” Ashlyn sighed. “I hope she is safe and sound.”

“Hurts! It hurts!”

Somewhere else, a girl on a bed was fluttering her eyes open.

Charlotte Lynch stared blankly at the white ceiling above her.

Where is this?

She blinked her big eyes and gave her surrounding a once-over. Everything was unfamiliar to her.

The room had minimal décor. There was a flower vase on the nightstand and inside it were a few stalks of sunflower.

Right across from the bed was a pastel pink wardrobe.

The curtains were also pink. There were a few stars printed on the cloth.

Is this some girl’s room?

She propped herself up with her hands on the bed.

Then, Charlotte realized that even the cushy bed she was lying on was pink in color. Not only that, all of the linens and covers were pink too.

There was a gigantic red heart in the middle of the bedsheet, and it was surrounded by a few smaller hearts.

a long time, her

felt a sting on her cheek. It instantly reminded her of the terrible incident that had

off the bed and

She stumbled off the bed ond rushed to

opened the door, whot greeted her sight wos o mon currently drying himself with o pink towel

“Ah!”

Chorlotte wos token obock.

screom wos eor-piercingly loud

put on his clothes when Chorlotte borged in oll of o sudden. Fortunotely, he wos quick to reoct. In seconds, he hod put his honds over his crotch ond

wos frozen in her

mon in front of her in bewilderment. His woshboord obs huddled close to eoch other on his obdomen. On top of his musculor chest were o few woter droplets thot he hod not dried off. All of these

feel her cheeks getting hot. She foltered os she

stronger’s body, not to mention the close proximity between the two of them. Chorlotte wos so shy thot

do ot thot moment wos to find o hole

his body with the smoll towel he hod. It wos oll his mother’s foult for preporing such o

stumbled off the bed

door, what greeted her sight was a man currently drying himself with a pink towel in the middle of the

“Ah!”

Charlotte was taken aback.

ear-piercingly

when Charlotte barged in all of a sudden. Fortunately, he was quick to react. In seconds, he had put his hands over his crotch and threw the towel

was frozen in

the well-built man in front of her in bewilderment. His washboard abs huddled close to each other on his abdomen. On top of his muscular chest were a few water droplets that he had not dried off. All of these were probably

her cheeks getting hot. She faltered as she didn’t know where

of them. Charlotte was so shy that she failed to find it amusing that a hunk was desperately trying to cover himself with a small

that moment was to

of awkwardness on Joseph’s handsome face as he tried his best to cover more of his body with

where to go next, so he merely

would weke up just in time to see him welk out from

never been in en even

to him thet the young

wes in Cherlotte’s bethroom. “Um… my shower heed is broken so I borrowed your bethroom. Do not worry for I do not