My Extraordinary Wife

“Grandma, can I ask you something?” Ashlyn approached Susan with a document in her hand.

“Don’t be a stranger dear. What’s wrong? What do you want to know?” Susan responded without looking up as she was busy peeling garlic.

Ashlyn stared at her intently and inquired, “Are you aware that I’m not my father’s biological daughter?”

Susan dropped the garlic in her hands as panic flashed across her eyes. She quickly picked up the peeled garlic and asked, “Ashlyn, what are you babbling about? How can you not be your father’s daughter?”

“Grandma, this is the result of the paternity test between my father and I. It shows that we are not related.” Ashlyn held up the document pouch.

Her heart sank as she stared at Susan.

Nothing was more painful in this world than being lied to by your loved ones.

mom die? How long do you want to keep

accident.” Susan

you know you’re not Horace’s biological daughter? Your mom has been dead for so many years,

I have always treated you with respect. I shared everything I have with you. I have deposited roughly fifty million into your bank account already ever since I joined the workforce. Also, do you know who beat up the village bully that gave you trouble? It was me! Grandma! Have you forgotten how we

heard Ashlyn’s complaints,

for you is real. It’s just that, I really don’t know much about the matters related to your mom. Even though you’re not a biological member of the

like this. Your dad is in prison, while Mary and her daughter ran away. Meanwhile, you’re are not Horace’s biological daughter. Oh! What did I do to deserve

she broke

has taken care of you for so many years. It’s heartbreaking enough that you are not appreciative of my effort, but now here you are questioning me? Your dad is in prison and yet you don’t care about him. I’m just an old lady, what more do you want from me? Do you still have a conscience? After spending so many years bringing you up, have you repaid me? Now that I’m alone, who can I blame? You, of course! I shouldn’t

aback. Her heart ached as she felt as if she was looking at a

person I know best and am

turn

harsh? Is my relationship with Grandma so weak that it can’t overcome the fact that we are not

the Berry Residence. As she wandered along the road aimlessly, it