My Extraordinary Wife

What freakish strength this girl possesses!

The reporter was feeling light-headed. “H-How are you so strong?”

Cassandra blinked. “Because I eat a lot.”

“How do you have such a large appetite?”

“Because I’m strong!”

The reporter felt as if he had encountered the worst scenario one in his profession could encounter—a never-ending loop.

Can we speak like normal people, please?

He vented inwardly but did not dare say it out loud, afraid that the girl would hurl a boulder and crush him to death.

He maintained his stiff smile. “Well, aside from being a CFO, do you have any other hidden talents, Miss?”

“Hidden talents? Hmm…” Cassandra sank into deep thought. “Does being the captain of Lake City’s shooting team count?”

awful grimace. “Are you the legendary captain who led the

a strong woman, but she’s

and facing

nobody expected her to lift rocks with ease

far away, Spencer, too, was

to grit his teeth to suppress the impulse of striding over and pinching

voice sounding once more. “It’s only first place, which hardly compares to my boss. She was the one who taught me

“She taught me…”

reverberated like an audio effect from TikTok, repeating constantly in the reporter’s

the manic pounding

voice was

is the boss of the Imperial Hotel after the fire at our establishment. How are you

in Cassandra’s gaze caused the reporter’s

boots are especially so. She looks adorable every which way I look. The contrast, however, is disconcertingly huge. I cannot afford to affront

“My mind is a little muddled. My point is, your

of how he wrapped the interview up, as the only thing he remembered was

girl is formidable.

Cassandra, the freakishly strong,

moving rocks out of