My Extraordinary Wife

Ashlyn smirked, her eyes sparkling with confidence. She asked Ian, “What happens if I win? Will you promise to treat my friend then, Old Mr. Leno?”

Her confidence piqued Ian’s curiosity.

Young people don’t have the patience to sit through a checkers match. He did not believe she knew how to play at all.

“Fine. If you win, I’ll treat your friend.”

As he spoke, Ian stepped onto a stone path in his yard and strode toward the round table under the shade of grapevines. His white hair fluttered in the breeze.

Ashlyn followed closely behind and sat opposite him.

Then, she placed the board on the table and arranged the intricate emerald checkers pieces on it.

Sunlight dappled on the checkers through the thicket of grapevines. The soft illumination brought out the stunning glow of the Cat’s Eye Emerald.

Ian’s cold face seemed to soften a fraction as he observed the scene.

was his favorite thing in the world after his

he was alone and living away from his family, the checkers set before

his expression and invited

over one of the beautifully

settled

odds

pieces swiftly and shrewdly, attacking while defending

panic during her match with Ian, who was

he would easily defeat Ashlyn in a short-lived

talent, Ian upped his game and planned his moves more tactfully

tight match by one

as he reorganized the checkers, asking, “You could’ve won by a wider margin. Why did you choose to win by such a

Leno, I hope you’ll stand by your promise. And I promise I’ll help you

could a young lady like you solve the cumbersome matters

stoic, Ashlyn vowed, “As long as you cure my friend, I promise I’ll

me with that,” Ian declared abruptly as he stopped before his vegetable patch. “I swore never to treat another patient again, but since I have

stepped into the vegetable patch and

Ian since she seemed like a pampered socialite to him. He asked gently, “Is