My Extraordinary Wife

Recently, his son was so strict, especially about him drinking.

Greg had no choice but to put down the bottle of liquor he was holding. I wonder who he learnt that from? He’s so strict with me.

Meanwhile, his son did his homework with an imperceptible smirk on his lips.

I can’t believe that pretty lady’s trick worked!

The little boy was pleased to see his father reading the script studiously.

No sane person would want to face a drunkard every day.

Not even if that drunkard was your family.

When Ashlyn finally woke up again, night had fallen.

She rose to her feet groggily and went to freshen herself up.

The night breeze wafted into the peaceful room.

Ashlyn switched on her phone to find two missed calls from an unknown number.

the number for a

who it was, but she dialed the

“Hello?”

off in his shack. He didn’t even have a TV or a computer with him.

night, whenever he felt bored, he’d feel

was about to doze off when

was Ashlyn who

once and answered her call. “Hello,

Oh, it’s you.” Ashlyn chuckled upon hearing how eager Greg was. “Since you left me two missed calls, can I assume you’ve already made

Greg replied enthusiastically as his heart thumped. The excitement of getting to fulfill his dream overwhelmed his entire

dejected, but the opportunity

Ashlyn to

was elated as she was no

tomorrow morning, then.” Ashlyn told Greg her lab’s address before she hung

was still in

this awesome script and

lead wasn’t to his liking, but he was

right to choose the casts,

no longer the cocky new director. In fact, his self-esteem had dropped down the

but he was

next morning, Jonathan’s manager woke him up rudely. His hair was a disheveled mess as he looked at his manager groggily. “Hey, are you crazy? Look