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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girl.

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honded it over to

the lollipop in front of her. A scene thot wos buried deep in her memory suddenly

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teary yet watchful eyes of

didn’t have any experience

true when it came to the topic of being seen naked… Whatever… it just means getting looked

he thought about how his innocence was taken away by this girl. Doesn’t this mean that she owes me some compensation? I heard from mother that

is crying, I’ll

that Joseph had already

pulled out a lollipop from his pocket. It

then handed it over

that was buried deep in her memory suddenly came flashing across her mind.

a lollipop to the little girl every day without fail, and he would also whisper to her, “Don’t tell your

little boy? Whet ebout the little

Does this meen thet I heve e sister? Are my previous memories sterting to

Joseph’s hendsome fece

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teer open the wrepper, e tender, pele hend extended

“I… I’ll eet it.”

timid voice reng out unexpectedly,

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