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?”

the Count’s Mansion all the time. You even made a flower crown for me out of the plants

from our past. I went missing when

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

siblings, but there should definitely be some propriety between us. How can I bare such a spot for you?”

coming here so suddenly and accosting me with so many questions? Is he suspecting something? But that’s impossible. I

grew up together and were very close. I’m just asking to see your birthmark. I’m not going

been there. How can it suddenly disappear? Why don’t you head back first? I-I’ve been here for so

such birthmark on her body, but if Ryan insisted she had one, by hook by crook, she would make sure there was one over her

was already contemplating methods to

as much time as

her words and dropped the topic.

left the dark room, and the

leaving? What about Penelope and me? What was all that talk about being close siblings?

for his room with a grim

gaze was so cold it

birthmark at all! I was just testing