My Extraordinary Wife

An icy look crossed Ashlyn’s gorgeous face. Covering Mary in her frosty judgment, she responded, “Stop wasting your time here, Mary. Time to contain your vanity, okay?”

Mary got so furious that she nearly collapsed to the ground.

Her cheeks burned as she spluttered, “Y-You! How could you—”

“Enough! Mary, my wife and her mentor have nothing to do with you!”

Suddenly, a deep and assertive voice rang out beside Mary.

Lifting her head, Mary saw a strikingly handsome man standing before Ashlyn in a protective manner. His shoulders were broad enough to shield Ashlyn from all kinds of danger.

Lucas continued stonily, “I don’t know where someone as old as you got the courage to question my wife and her mentor when you don’t have the right to do so!”

His presence was so imposing that Mary instantly cowered back in fear.

“Mr. Nolan, Mr. Powell, I-I was just concerned about Ashlyn,” she protested.

care of her. That’s none of your business. If you’re that free, show your concern for

look that sent

a celebrity waiting to walk the red carpet. Everyone attended this competition to listen to music, not to go from rags to riches

your daughter well, so please stay away from my wife,” he

at Mary and Penelope. Tinsor

commented, “Your brother has a sharp

presence just to protect Ashlyn. He has to

Winsor’s faces turned as dark as

face was drained of color. She was insulted to the point that she wanted nothing more than to dig a hole and bury herself

she had to blame herself for taking great care of herself, for she did not manage to

had brought this upon themselves, and there was no one

turned to Ashlyn and asked softly, “Honey, should we grab a

was pretty obvious how he adored and doted

response was to narrow her

personality. The rest could not see his eyes, but she was right in front of him

Their gazes locked.

he stared at her

could not help but put her guard up as she eyed him