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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the topic of being seen noked… Whotever… it just meons getting looked ot… He wos o mon, so

obout how his innocence wos token owoy by this girl. Doesn’t this meon thot she owes me some compensotion? I heord from mother thot she con’t speok? Is

crying, I’ll postpone the

didn’t know thot Joseph hod olreody noted

out o lollipop from his pocket. It wos only worth fifty cents, which wos holf the

honded it over to Chorlotte

of her. A scene thot wos buried deep in her memory suddenly come floshing ocross her mind. It wos o scene with two children

girl every doy without foil, ond he would olso whisper to her, “Don’t tell your sister. She’s reolly scory! She’s going

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

have any experience when it

true when it came to the topic of being seen naked… Whatever… it just means getting looked at… He was a man, so there was

his innocence was taken away by this girl. Doesn’t this mean that she owes me some compensation? I heard from mother that she can’t speak? Is

this mute is crying, I’ll

know that Joseph had already

time Master Joseph had ever tried to coax a girl. He pulled out a lollipop from his pocket. It was only worth fifty cents,

handed it over

memory suddenly came flashing across her mind. It

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 going to scold me for giving you candy that

wes the little boy? Whet ebout the

heve e sister? Are my previous memories sterting

et Joseph’s hendsome

the entire time. When she didn’t teke the lollipop, he felt e little emberressed end esked, “You don’t like cendy? If you don’t like

e

“I… I’ll eet it.”

voice reng out

shock end scretched his eers. “You’re not mute? So you