My Extraordinary Wife

She was wearing a V-neck dress. The flared hem rippled as she swayed.

She was stunning. In fact, she looked prettier than many actresses in their retouched photos.

How’s this possible?

Sharon continued to browse through the gallery and found no ugly photos.

None of the photos needed retouching and could be used as a cover photo straightaway.

No professional model could ace a photo shooting session like Ashlyn.

How’s this possible? She’s merely an influencer who has received credit for her contribution to the disaster zone. How is she able to showcase herself in such professional versatility?

Sharon continued to swipe through the gallery.

“Stop going through the photos! How am I going to submit the work to the chief editor if you accidentally delete them?” The photographer saw Sharon’s crazed look and snatched the camera over.

woman so beautiful? The more Sharon looked at Ashlyn’s photos, the more she felt the latter looked

figure and the same melodious voice as the mysterious designer. She also had Lucas guarding zealously by her

terrifying idea suddenly appeared in her

Ashlyn and shouted, “You… You’re the

heart. If it weren’t for Ms. X, she wouldn’t have had to

the end, she had been dismissed by LX

her job, she had no choice but to work in the fashion magazine industry. Not only

foe again after she had climbed her way to the position of managing editor of the leading fashion

This damned Ms. X!

Sharon had suffered fleeted through

at Ashlyn, wishing she could shred

was icy cold as she spoke. “Does it matter if

lost my job as a designer because of you. How dare you show up in front of me again?” Sharon’s every word simmered with vehement hatred as she continued

job have to do with me? If you hadn’t done those despicable things, you wouldn’t have

massaged her temples, feeling a headache coming. She regretted agreeing to do a photo shoot for

They will always blame others for