My Extraordinary Wife

Bianca shook her head to dismiss the unpleasant thought. Why did I think about them? It makes my blood boil in rage.

“Old Mrs. Yates, if you fancy, you can have her be your granddaughter. Alternatively, I think Mr. Yates… If that happens, she’ll still be your child but in a different sense.”

Matilda was not blind. She was so observant that she noticed how Ryan protected Ashlyn at the banquet.

Ryan had remained chaste for many years, never engaging in romantic relationships nor attending blind dates that Bianca had set up for him. All he ever did was spend time with his piano, which made Bianca very anxious.

It’s almost time for Mr. Yates to return to the air force for his training. Once he’s in the army, the chance of him meeting a suitable girl would be as good as none.

“Just take a look at how lovey-dovey she and Lucas are. Lucas taught Mary a lesson on Ashlyn’s behalf, whereas Ashlyn went all out to help him locate Ian. Oh my, what has gotten into me? Lucas has humiliated the Yates, yet I’m only enraged by Mary. I just can’t bring myself to be angry at Ashlyn and Lucas.”

Bianca sighed once more. Disappointment toward her own family members arose in her heart. At the same time, she was overwhelmed by her adoration and longing for Ashlyn.

The conflicting emotions came rushing at her like a flood, suffocating her and making her heart throb with pain.

“If only I had known the true colors of both the mother and the daughter, I… wouldn’t…”

“Don’t say that, Mrs. Yates. Blood is thicker than water, regardless. No matter how good Ashlyn is, she’s still an outsider.” Matilda consoled her, “Moreover, rumor has it that she’s secretly married to Mr. Nolan, and then there are talks about them about getting a divorce. Should I get someone to investigate further? To find out if they’re still married?”

it. If she’s still single… It won’t be

heaviness in Bianca’s heart finally dispersed. “Hurry up

“Noted.”

Matilda’s servile attitude was replaced with a sneer as she disappeared into the

a different person

the high-spirited and vigorous man people saw at the banquet. On the contrary, he looked quite drained and worn out. Even the streak of blue

was at the very far end of the Count’s Mansion, the

playing the piano, he relished

late at night, but all of Ashlyn’s

Mary’s hair from the hotel they both had stayed in. Then, he sent it to

could not run a DNA test

blood samples. However, it was challenging for him

the feeling that Mary and Penelope did not belong

him was his inexplicable

from? I

he

help him

single one of his requests was rejected by