My Extraordinary Wife

Bianca anxiously asked the family doctor, “How is Penelope?”

“She has a fever, but she’ll recover in a couple of days. Don’t worry, Old Mrs. Yates.” As he spoke, the doctor packed his bag and soon left.

Meanwhile, Mary fell to her knees and wailed, “I’m sorry, Mom! I’ll never do such despicable things and disappoint you again! Please forgive me, Mom! I was too foolish in the past.”

Bianca’s anger melted as she stared at the disheveled and pallid Mary. It was such a pitiful sight that even a complete stranger would have felt sorry for Mary.

At last, the old woman shook her head and said, “Stop kneeling. I hope you’ve learned your lesson and will avoid any activities that could harm the Yates family’s good name. Penelope is sick, so go and take care of her. And clean yourself up too.”

“Yes, of course!” Mary agreed swiftly, yet her hatred for Bianca had soared to frightening levels.

Just wait and see, you old hat!

At the same time, in a small house in Maredania, a man in his sixties was busy removing weeds from a vegetable patch in his yard.

cucumbers in his

under the natural shade of the tangled vines, he placed a wicker chair and table. The

on the front door just then, and the elderly man answered the door after placing his hoe

outside his house, exuding

at her calmly and asked, “Who are

here, Old Mr. Leno, and

expression darkened, and he immediately moved to

Old Mr. Leno.” Ashlyn presented a set of checkers to him and said, “This checkers set is made

seen all sorts of excellent chest sets over the years.

had

set made from Cat’s Eye Emerald was undeniably tempting, but it was scarcely enough to convince him to forgo

replied firmly, “Are you going

spun on his feet and stubbornly headed

I’m like to ask you to come

Now, leave.” Ian’s tone seemingly left no room for

breeze before settling against her waist. Her long white hoodie covered her black shorts, and her legs seemed to stretch for miles in a pair of simple, black Doc