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.

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

expected that she’d mess with the

I

into the theater when the latter saw the Chapmans waltzing

as the sharp-eyed Sisley saw Ashlyn, a look of disdain

dreaded bumping into Ashlyn, and now that

she hadn’t told anyone in her family

this competition. Do people not know that this is a prestigious, international competition meant only for the world’s best pianists? Why are there still deluded individuals who think they’re in the same league as the

scowl on his face. “How annoying! It’s such a

was clear that the Chapmans hated Ashlyn with a vengeance,

silent as they gaped at the Chapman

gone stark raving mad? Or do they not know

like Eric were still reeling from the slap in the face, so naturally, they couldn’t wait

even bothered

generations of scholars and accomplished pianists, the

exception, her face hot and flushed as she looked on

her family the truth and had no choice but to make her way

Ashlyn merely shot a cold