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,

the countryside. Now that she had taken a closer look at her, she wanted nothing more

have to

waves of anxiety washed over her, and her palms started to perspire

the same time, a large, warm hand held her little hand and an

Lochlan. The raw jealousy and

she related to

though he had not much interaction with Lochlan, he had always been

gaze fell

anxiety seemed to be relieved to a

forced herself to look

I do not know

him. Abandoning Olivia, he walked towards Charlotte in large strides. “What’s wrong with

party, and his large hand gripped her

he managed to curb

more he attempted to get closer to Charlotte, the more

Uncle Lochlan see how disfigured I am

I must run, I have

his hand away and screamed in her attempt to get away from him,

her face was spruced apart and exposed the disfigured half of her face to