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.

of your business. If you’re that free, show your

withering look that sent shivers

at her. People might think she’s a celebrity waiting to walk the red carpet. Everyone attended this competition to listen to music, not

teach your daughter well, so please stay away from

help but stare at Mary and Penelope. Tinsor

Blair’s waist, Tinsor commented, “Your

his presence just to protect Ashlyn. He has to be

Winsor’s faces

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

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

brought this upon themselves, and there was no one else

saying his piece, Lucas ignored them outright. He turned to Ashlyn and asked softly, “Honey, should

was pretty obvious how he

response was to narrow

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

Their gazes locked.

as a wolf as he stared at her intently as though she was

not help but put her guard