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

answered, “Ryan, I don’t remember many things from our past. I went missing when

“I even remember you have a birthmark over your left

there should definitely be some propriety between us. How can I bare such a spot for you?” At the same time,

questions? Is he suspecting something? But that’s impossible. I didn’t give

arched a brow and drawled, “We grew up together and were very close. I’m just asking

excuse. “Ah, why are we 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 out, I’ll

Ryan insisted she had one, by hook by crook, she would make sure there was one

contemplating methods to create

option was to buy herself as much time

words and dropped the topic. “All

room, and the metal door slammed

about Penelope and me? What was all that talk about being close siblings? Da*n

Ryan headed for his room with a grim

so cold it could

a birthmark at all! I was just testing