My Extraordinary Wife

Greg’s head was buzzing.

The picture was old, so it had turned yellow and smelled of mold.

However, his attention was drawn to the determined look in the older daughter’s eyes. That look resembled Ashlyn’s a lot.

A wild guess flashed through his mind. It can’t be, can it?

His heart was thumping loudly, as though it was going to jump out of his chest.

Even though it was already late at night, he still called Ashlyn’s number.

The phone rang, but no one picked up.

Many possibilities flashed through his mind. He wanted to find out if his guess was right.

“Jonathan, please help me take care of my son with Naomi for the next two days.”

“Why are you calling me and telling me this in the middle of the night, Director Maxwell?” Jonathan had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by the call. His head felt like it was exploding.

ask her something!” Greg sounded emotional as he spoke. “Remember to come here

he

early, packed his bags,

woman asked in a

This old woman seems quite familiar.

so he quickly pointed and said, “Over there.

invited me to Maredania! Even though I’m pretty old, I’ve yet

we’ll probably be boarding the same plane. Come, I’ll accompany

would do something rather unexpected at Bianca’s

the old woman’s seat

took good care of the old woman since they

belief that any adults would be reminded

just did what seemed natural to him and didn’t give

the plane, the old woman smiled. “Thank you. You’re a

you need me to send you to your destination?” Greg felt the cordial old woman was pleasant to

up,” she said as she stood by the road in front of the

anything else as he bade the old woman goodbye and headed to the hotel room he

curved upward. “You’re here just

to say because he didn’t have the opportunity to do so. A few fashionable young men and women swarmed toward him, surrounding him, before giving him