My Extraordinary Wife

Mary and Penelope had grown accustomed to the lifestyle of socialites, yet Ashlyn’s appearance had ruined their fairytale lives in an instant.

That b*tch is an absolute jinx! She carries bad luck everywhere she goes!

Just then, Ryan arrived at the dark room and looked at the elderly woman guarding the door. “Open it!”

The woman hesitated briefly before following his orders.

Light suddenly illuminated the dark room, and Mary instinctively flinched and shielded her eyes from the glare.

“Have you come to get us, Ryan?” Upon recognizing Ryan, Mary hurriedly stood up and supported Penelope to her feet. She added, “Penelope’s sick. She’s running a fever. Take us away from this place.”

“I’m here to ask you something,” Ryan asked while looking down at Mary. His cold expression lacked any hint of brotherly affection.

Stunned, Mary asked, “About what?”

Count’s Mansion all the time. You even made a flower

things from our past. I went missing when I

you?” Frostily, Ryan continued, “I even remember you have a birthmark over your left waist. Can I look at

How can I bare such a spot for you?” At the same time, Mary stared at Ryan in

at, coming here so suddenly and accosting me with so many questions? Is he suspecting something? But that’s impossible. I didn’t give

close. I’m just asking to see

it? It has always been there. How can it suddenly disappear? Why don’t you head back first? I-I’ve been here for so long, and

she had one, by

Mary was already contemplating methods

as much time as she could to

and dropped

the dark room, and the

me? What was all that talk about

for his room with a grim

so cold it could freeze

have a birthmark at all! I was just testing Mary,