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.

greens and cucumbers in

tangled vines, he

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

fair-skinned young woman stood outside his house, exuding an incomparable

man stared at her calmly and asked,

were living here, Old Mr. Leno, and I decided to visit you and

immediately moved to close the door. “Go away! I don’t

presented a set of checkers to him and said, “This checkers set is made from the finest Cat’s Eye Emerald. Are you sure you don’t want

scoffed and retorted, “You may look young, but you’re generous, I’ll give you that. I’ve seen all sorts of excellent chest sets over the years. What makes

nonchalance in his tone, his gaze had not moved an inch

made from Cat’s Eye Emerald was undeniably tempting, but it was scarcely

gaze and replied firmly, “Are you going to stop me from closing the door? Fine! I won’t close

feet and stubbornly headed to his

set to herself. “Old Mr. Leno, I’m like to ask

another patient again. Now, leave.” Ian’s tone seemingly

in the morning breeze before settling against her waist. Her long white hoodie covered her black shorts, and her legs