My Extraordinary Wife

Ashlyn’s expression remained cold. She cast an icy gaze at Ryan before releasing her grip on Mary without warning.

Mary sprawled on the ground pathetically like an oxygen-deprived eel.

She trembled uncontrollably, for she had no doubt that if Ryan had not come over to call a halt to things, Ashlyn would have certainly strangled her to death.

“I’ll let you go today for the sake of Mr. Yates and Old Mrs. Yates. You’d best tell me the truth.” Ashlyn emanated a murderous aura.

Her grace and elegance from before were all but gone. At that moment, she was like Grim Reaper, who came from the underworld to take lives.

In the next heartbeat, however, she regained her previous indifference and composure. Turning to Bianca beside her, she said apologetically, “I’m sorry. It’s your birthday banquet today, yet I did such a disrespectful thing.”

Unexpectedly, Bianca regarded Ashlyn with a complex look in her eyes. “Sweetie, is your mother named Alice Chapman?”

in puzzlement, only to notice that the latter was not

for a moment. “Yes,

you recognize this

handkerchief. It was the one with a centenary icon,

she ventured, “From

to H Nation to look for my daughter. It was drizzling at that time, and I bumped into Ms. Chapman, who was embroidering earnestly by the lake. Back then… she was beautiful. Her eyes shimmered

thought I’d possibly never see my daughter in this lifetime. I slumped to the ground by the lake and started weeping. It was her who gifted this handkerchief to me. She said the centenary icon on it would undoubtedly bring blessings upon my daughter and

also skilled in it. However,

Mary, committed too many misdeeds. Not only did she insult and disparage you, but she even did many things that hurt you. I’m the one who should apologize to you on her

you like, Sweetie? Tell me everything, and I’ll

stunned everyone

woman but the wife of a count

despite the lack

and chuckled. “I don’t need any compensation, Old Mrs. Yates. I only need you