My Extraordinary Wife

Because of the hard conditions in the disaster zone, it was a blessing to have a full belly.

For Sheryn to even cook some stew in the middle of the night was, to Charlotte, a waste of resources and a despicable act.

Sheryn looked morosely at her with eyes tinged red. “All right, then.”

Her tone was filled with disappointment. With her head bowed, she prepared to leave.

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound sounded behind her.

Sheryn spun around and saw Joseph awakened by a coughing fit. Charlotte hurried over, helped him sit up, and patted his back.

“What happened, Joseph? Are you unwell?”

“My head hurts,” he croaked as he massaged his brow. His husky voice, accompanied by the pattering of rain on the tent in the night, sounded rather charming.

mind was again cast back to when the boulder came tumbling down. His lovely, soothing

“M-Mr. Field, I made you some stew. Thank you for saving my life. Have

at the pretty girl before him. She looked to be around eighteen

life? I’m sorry, but I don’t remember,” Joseph said with

cheeks flushing pink. She blushed even harder at the recollection of the passionate kiss they

uniquely his, in particular, wafted to her nose, causing her heart to

increasingly tender gaze, she said with

teeth, Sheryn turned to depart

Field must not dare accept the stew I made for

the entrance of

trying to suppress her resentment. Holding

about me being around my savior, so she said those

more aggrieved the more she thought about it. Trying hard to ignore the throbbing ache in her heart, she returned to

and their mingled odor did not help matters. She grew

could not bear to throw her stew