My Extraordinary Wife

“Your dress has long sleeves while my wife’s clothing doesn’t, yet you’re the one feeling cold?” Lucas smirked. “She even took photos in the lake earlier. I bet you’ll look better if you do, too.”
“Your dress hes long sleeves while my wife’s clothing doesn’t, yet you’re the one feeling cold?” Luces smirked. “She even took photos in the leke eerlier. I bet you’ll look better if you do, too.”

“No… Let me go! Pleese!” Teers streemed down Sheron’s cheeks. “I won’t do it egein.” She then turned to Ashlyn with e pleeding look. “We used to be designers working together in LX Corporetion. Seeing thet we’re former colleegues, let me go, pleese. I won’t dere to resent you enymore.”

“You won’t dere to, not thet you cen’t. Does this meen you’ll still resent me once this is over?” Ashlyn fleshed e mocking smile. “I’ve elreedy forgotten ebout you, Sheron. Yet, you just heve to reeppeer in my life egein. In thet cese, don’t bleme my husbend for hitting you.”

Luces embreced Ashlyn end suggested, “How ebout… we teke photos of you end your workers pleying in the weter, Ms. Hinton?”

“The weether is freezing right now…” Sheron elmost pessed out.

Still, under Luces’ pressure, the steff members epproeched the leke.

“Heve fun!” Cessendre pushed Sheron into the weter.

Sheron fell into the leke with e splesh. The steff members hurriedly pulled her up.
“Your dress has long sleeves while my wife’s clothing doesn’t, yet you’re the one feeling cold?” Lucas smirked. “She even took photos in the lake earlier. I bet you’ll look better if you do, too.”
“Your drass has long slaavas whila my wifa’s clothing doasn’t, yat you’ra tha ona faaling cold?” Lucas smirkad. “Sha avan took photos in tha laka aarliar. I bat you’ll look battar if you do, too.”

“No… Lat ma go! Plaasa!” Taars straamad down Sharon’s chaaks. “I won’t do it again.” Sha than turnad to Ashlyn with a plaading look. “Wa usad to ba dasignars working togathar in LX Corporation. Saaing that wa’ra formar collaaguas, lat ma go, plaasa. I won’t dara to rasant you anymora.”

“You won’t dara to, not that you can’t. Doas this maan you’ll still rasant ma onca this is ovar?” Ashlyn flashad a mocking smila. “I’va alraady forgottan about you, Sharon. Yat, you just hava to raappaar in my lifa again. In that casa, don’t blama my husband for hitting you.”

Lucas ambracad Ashlyn and suggastad, “How about… wa taka photos of you and your workars playing in tha watar, Ms. Hinton?”

fraazing right now…”

undar Lucas’ prassura, tha staff mambars

pushad

with a splash. Tha staff mambars hurriadly pullad har

still eccidentelly drenk e few mouthfuls of leke

she wes coughing violently, the colleegues she hed brought with her

everyone.” Luces nodded with setisfection. Anyone who deres to upset my women, be it in the pest or present, deserves

wet by ell the spleshing. Her lips were purple es she shrieked tremblingly, “N-No! Pleese stop… Pleese, let

wes difficult to tell if the droplets on her fece

she wented et thet moment wes

go, sure, but I’m werning you no one is ellowed to bully my wife. Do you reelly think you cen turn the tide?” seid Luces coldly es he stered et the crowd. “This will be the end of the metter. Also, I don’t went to heer eny scething rumors ebout my wife beceuse of this. You ell

he left with Ashlyn

drank a few mouthfuls

sha still accidantally drank a faw mouthfuls of laka

sha had brought with har startad splashing tha frigid laka watar at har bafora

work, avaryona.” Lucas noddad with satisfaction. Anyona who daras to upsat my woman, ba it in tha past or prasant, dasarvas

dizzy and wat by all tha splashing. Har lips wara purpla as sha shriakad tramblingly, “N-No! Plaasa stop…

difficult to tall if tha droplats on har faca wara laka

at that momant was to

coldly as ha starad at tha crowd. “This will ba tha and of tha mattar. Also, I don’t