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

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

the subtle change in his expression and

one of the beautifully carved Cat’s Eye Emerald checkers. “You’re younger. You should go

not refuse his offer and settled her slender fingers on one

at complete odds with her

moved her pieces swiftly and shrewdly, attacking while defending her ground

panic during her match with Ian, who

thought he would easily defeat Ashlyn in a

talent, Ian upped his game and planned his moves more tactfully than usual to

won the tight match

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

Mr. Leno, I hope you’ll stand by your promise. And I promise I’ll help you to solve the matter that has been the source of your

before his expression paled. He asked, “How could a young lady like you solve

“As long as you cure my friend, I promise I’ll solve it for you. I may be a young woman, but I never break

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

rolled up her sleeves. Then, she stepped into the vegetable patch and began pulling out weeds. Her fingers were covered in dirt

pampered socialite to him. He asked gently, “Is it