My Extraordinary Wife

“Haha! So what if she was the prodigy of the Chapman family? She was still kicked out by the family and forced to marry Horace! Do you know why your mother married him? It was because she didn’t want you to be deemed a bastard as soon as you were born, so she found you a father in name! Back then, I was already pregnant with Penelope, but that jerk insisted on marrying your mother because of her money!”

“So, Penelope is also his biological daughter?” Ashlyn abruptly snickered.

No wonder Penelope has always been the most favored child since we were young. As it turns out, I’m the bogus heiress while she’s the true heiress of the Berry family. Everything makes sense now!

Mary burst out in gleeful laughter.

“Yes! She’s the rightful heiress of the Berry family! Hence, I really loathe you! I hate that you stole my daughter’s place; I hate your beautiful looks and your resemblance to that b*tch, Alice! Whenever I lay eyes on your exquisite face, I seemingly see the b*tch who stole my husband! I hate the two of you! You both stole the statuses that should have belonged to Penelope and me! I was supposed to be the rightful Mrs. Berry, and my daughter the rightful Ms. Berry!”

She failed to notice that the expressions of Bianca and Nicholas, who were there, changed in concert the instant she mentioned the name “Alice.”

“You should hate Horace and not me. The tragic lives of my mother and you were all his doing, caused by his greediness.” Ashlyn suddenly dropped her hand from around Mary’s neck. She asserted, “He’s a scumbag who ruined the lives of two women!”

not help gulping in multiple lungfuls of fresh

was ashen, but she glowered at Ashlyn with a peculiar and maniacal look in her eyes. “It was all because of your mother

mother get sold?” Ashlyn stared at

all her sanity gradually returned, and a shiver ran down her spine. “What are you talking about? How would I

secret neither she nor Horace

look through her. “Earlier, everyone heard you saying that my mother

her

that! You must have misheard me! Your mother died in

yes? I don’t mind…” Stalking toward the woman, Ashlyn abruptly shot her hand out and seized her throat at lightning speed once

remaining in her eyes. This cold-blooded woman actually conspired with Horace and sold my mother!

painfully. My mother was the prodigy of the Chapman family, but she was humiliated and tarnished by a piece of trash like Horace and met such

Horace into a

of me!” With her neck held in a stranglehold, Mary’s breathing gradually turned rapid. At long

her head, and she appeared to be