My Extraordinary Wife

Perhaps it had been too long since the man in the box had seen any light, for he subconsciously lifted his hand to shield his eyes. Only after some time had passed, and he had probably adapted to it, did he lower his hand.

He then stood up from the box and scrutinized his surroundings curiously.

When his gaze fell on Mary, he was promptly elated. “Why are you here as well, Mrs. Berry? I’m so glad to see you!”

Mary’s face blanched, and she could not help taking several steps back.

“Who are you? I don’t know you!” she shrieked.

“I’m Mario from the host club, Mrs. Berry! Back then, you were exceedingly satisfied with my service. Have you forgotten? You even said you’d bring me abroad after Mr. Berry had gone to prison!” Mario jumped out of the box and rushed over to Mary.

The host club?

The instant the crowd heard those three words, their jaws dropped in shock.

The look in their eyes as they regarded Mary brimmed with ridicule and scorn alongside disdain.

Even Ashlyn was obviously taken aback. She reflexively glanced at Lucas, only to meet the man’s bewitching eyes.

families in the upper classes enjoy indulging in the pleasures of the flesh, so it’s nothing new. But to put it in the open and make

“Stay away from me! I really don’t know you,

Penelope was likewise stunned.

a host club and

Bianca’s

my best to uphold the marriage agreement between her and Nicholas, but never had I expected her to be so foolish that she hooked up with a gigolo! How is the Yates family to hold its head

Berry, I was kidnapped and brought here for no reason. You’re the only person I know. Why are you hiding from me? Sure

that he stomped

felt utterly mortified. She felt weak all over, and she

squeezing her heart to a pulp.

screwing her eyes shut, seized by

no straitlaced man and had many affairs

out and patronized a host club

in bed, satisfying

sought him out

patronize the host club

expected Lucas to be so powerful and capable

was all