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?”

we used to play in the backyard of the Count’s Mansion all the time. You even made a flower crown for me out of the plants there. Do you

remember many things from our past. I went missing when I was so young, you

can remember them, why can’t you?” Frostily, Ryan continued, “I even

can I bare such a spot for you?” At the

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

a brow and drawled, “We grew up together and were very close. I’m just asking to see your birthmark. I’m not going to look

fixating on this? A birthmark can hardly represent our entire relationship, can 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 I’m absolutely filthy. After Mom lets Penelope and me

she had one, by

Mary was already contemplating methods to

herself as much time as she could to execute

at her words and dropped

room, and the metal door slammed

He’s leaving? What about Penelope and me? What was all that

his room with

cold it could freeze

I was just testing Mary, and she actually claimed