My Extraordinary Wife

“Y-You…” Eric mumbled, not quite knowing what to say. He prided himself on being worldly-wise, but even he had never gone so red in the face before. “Will Mr. Shaw be coming too?”

“It’s only the preliminary rounds,” Ashlyn scoffed, her gaze cold and distant.

Eric’s expression immediately darkened. What Ashlyn had meant was that something as insignificant as the preliminary rounds didn’t warrant the presence of both her and Richard.

“Yes, yes,” Eric replied. “You’re right…”

Oh, my goodness. Me and my big mouth! I should’ve kept it shut instead of asking such dumb questions. D*mn it!

In fact, never in Eric’s wildest dreams did he think that Richard’s godsister would turn out to be the famous Madeline Saunders.

He couldn’t help but think of the Chapman family again, a memory that left him shaking his head dejectedly.

My luck has been on a downward spiral ever since I got involved with the Chapman family. I really ought to keep my distance from them!

A while later, the receptionist from before politely handed Ashlyn a judge’s card. “My sincerest apologies, Ms. Saunders. I didn’t mean to offend you earlier. I hope you can forgive me.”

There wasn’t anyone in the music industry who didn’t want to get to know Madeline Saunders, yet the receptionist was blind to have made things difficult for her. The feeling of regret began to sink in fast.

lowly employee in the theater, it had taken her a great deal of bootlicking to clinch the

she never expected that she’d mess

I absolutely couldn’t afford

Ashlyn into the theater when the latter saw the Chapmans waltzing in with

Sisley saw Ashlyn, a look of

had dreaded bumping into Ashlyn, and now that

her family that Ashlyn was none other than

Ashlyn. “Wow, I guess any Tom, Dick, and Harry are allowed to participate in this competition. Do people not know that this is a prestigious, international competition meant only for the world’s best pianists? Why

Chapman, also had a scowl on his face. “How annoying!

a vengeance, and anyone

silent as they gaped at the

Or do they

reeling from the slap in the face, so naturally, they

such, no one even bothered

that their family had produced generations of scholars and accomplished pianists, the Chapmans continued to

face hot

had no guts to tell her family the truth and had no choice but to

surprise, Ashlyn merely shot a cold glance at the