My Extraordinary Wife

He was nearly drowned by the jealousy that crept through his heart.

Back then, he had found her silhouette vaguely familiar. Now that he had taken a closer look, his intuition was confirmed.

Olivia was slightly frustrated at how distracted Lochlan was.

“Mr. Lochlan, if the sight of me makes you lose your appetite, let’s not have this meal then.”

“That’s a little too serious, Ms. Warhol,” Lochlan brought his gaze back and replied her coolly.

After dinner, Joseph brought Charlotte out of the restaurant.

“Lottie,” a cold voice which darkly hinted of anger piped up behind her.

Charlotte turned in shock only to see Lochlan walking out with a woman.

Charlotte turned pale when she saw Olivia, who was dressed to the nines complete with her heels.

This was the socialite that was matchmade with Uncle Lochlan, right?

family background and superior character, only this type of socialite would

her own pink outfit guiltily. She did not dare to look at Olivia earlier at the countryside. Now that she

I have to

and her

her little hand and an enchanting voice

look at Lochlan. The raw jealousy and unwillingness in his eyes was plain for all to

is she related to

Lochlan, he had always been a calm person who rarely

up blankly and her gaze fell

seemed to be relieved to

breath and forced herself to look at Lochlan. He seemed

I

in large strides. “What’s wrong with you, Lottie? What’s going on? Why didn’t you

Charlotte seem as the guilty party, and his large hand

he managed to curb

attempted to get closer

let Uncle Lochlan see how disfigured I

must run, I have to

screamed in her attempt to get away from him,

hair covering her face was spruced apart and exposed