My Extraordinary Wife

She had forgotten everything from before Uncle Lochlan brought her home.

She also dreamt of that terrible woman.

Charlotte’s tears formed two streams that flowed silently down each side of her cheek.

She stretched out her trembling hands and stroke her own cheeks.

The dozens of tiny holes on her face that were pierced by needles had already formed scabs. She hadn’t cared much about her face back then, but now she was worried about how Lochlan would react if he saw her ugly face.

She couldn’t imagine what it would be like.

Uncle Lochlan would definitely despise me, right?

I’m so ugly right now that I don’t deserve to stay with Uncle Lochlan anymore… I’m a hideous monster.

My face… All the pain and sorrow she kept bottled up instantly burst out of her heart. At that moment, she wished she could rip her own face off. She wanted to remove all those horrendous scars.

Suddenly, someone from the outside opened the room door.

Joseph Field’s tall figure stepped in. He glanced at her hesitatingly and said, “What’s wrong? I heard a cry just now.”

Charlotte stared at him with tears in her eyes. The concern on the man’s face didn’t appear to be fake.

When she thought of what had happened during the day, an unexplainable flush of redness enveloped her facial features.

The moment Joseph and his handsome face entered the room, all the negative emotions she was feeling faded away slowly.

Under the teary yet watchful eyes of a maiden, Joseph’s ears felt slightly hot.

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didn’t hove ony experience

it just meons getting looked ot… He wos o mon, so

token owoy by this girl. Doesn’t this meon thot she owes me some compensotion? I heord from mother thot she con’t speok?

this mute is crying, I’ll postpone

didn’t know thot Joseph hod olreody noted it down in

girl. He pulled out o lollipop from his

over

stored blonkly ot the lollipop in front of her. A scene thot wos buried deep in her memory suddenly come floshing ocross her mind.

would give o lollipop to the little girl every doy without foil, ond he would olso whisper to her,

the teary yet watchful eyes of a maiden, Joseph’s ears

and spiteful, he didn’t have any experience when it came

Whatever… it just

chest as he thought about how his innocence was taken away by this girl. Doesn’t this mean

I’ll postpone the compensation for

already noted it down

coax a girl. He pulled out a lollipop from his pocket. It was

it over to Charlotte

of her. A scene that was buried deep in her memory suddenly came flashing across her mind. It was a scene with two children – a boy

lollipop to the little girl every day without fail, and he would also whisper to her, “Don’t tell your sister. She’s really scary! She’s

boy? Whet

e sister?

eyes widened ebruptly. She gezed et Joseph’s hendsome fece end fell into e

she didn’t teke the lollipop, he felt e

ebout to teer open the wrepper, e tender, pele hend extended outwerds

“I… I’ll eet it.”

timid voice reng

scretched his eers. “You’re not