My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1186

Chapter 1186

Chapter 1186 A Patriarchal Society

They seemed like mother and daughter.

Ashlyn gently pushed away Lucas's large hand that was resting on her waist. “Let's get out.”

The man let go, then opened the car door.

The two of them approached the woman and child. The woman was in a state of disarray, sitting on the ground, with the child securely cradled in her arms.

Ashlyn took a look at her swollen ankle. Thankfully, Spencer had braked in time, preventing any serious consequences.

But in her panic and haste, the woman twisted her ankle.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, the woman looked up in alarm, her eyes wide as she stared at the two men and one woman standing before her.

She held her child tightly in her arms, her voice filled with fear and anxiety as she said, “Please, I beg you. We didn't mean it...”

As she spoke, she looked at the gloomy alleyway behind her.

It was as if something terrifying was chasing her from behind.

The social status of women in Zaewora was extremely low, which made Ashlyn's heart soften uncontrollably.

Taking in the little girl's pale and sallow complexion, she simply couldn't bear to see her in such a pitiful state.

She crouched down and put on a gentle look. She looked directly into the eyes of the woman in front of her and said softly, “We're not bad people, Miss. If you're facing any difficulties, feel free to share with us. We can help you.”

“No... No...” Upon hearing Ashlyn's words, the woman trembled even more. She held the girl in her arms tighter and said, “It's okay, it's okay... We're okay.”

She barely managed to stand before a sharp pain shot through her ankle. Her body swayed and she found herself falling once again in front of Ashlyn.

However, she stubbornly refused to let herself show any signs of vulnerability or helplessness.

Ashlyn frowned as she watched her gritting her teeth and enduring the pain. She couldn't help but reach out to support her.

Just then, from the narrow alley, five or six men dressed in black emerged. Each man had a menacing look, carrying steel rods in their hands, appearing quite terrifying.

After the men had taken a look around, their gaze finally settled on the woman.

Their eyes lit up at the sight of her.

The woman's face instantly turned deathly pale.

“How dare you run away? Try running away one more time!”

The man at the forefront revealed a wicked and disgusting smile. “Dead or alive, you belong to the Guzman family. Come back with me now!”

The woman watched as the men closed in on her step by step. Her face was as pale as paper as she stared at them. “I've had enough! I must get a divorce. I have to return to my father's side.”

“Do you really think your father is unaware of your situation?” the man sneered, his face full of mockery. “He merely sees you as a pawn, nothing more. Once he has solidified his position, you'll become the link between him and the Guzman family.”

“You're lying!” The woman's face visibly darkened even more after she heard the man's words.

Her heart slowly sank. Does Father really know everything? Yet he just watched me struggle in the midst of hardship and turned a blind eye?

Even breathing became an arduous task.

Just as she saw a few men rushing toward her, ready to take her away, a cool voice rang out.

“Did you ask me before you decided to take her away?”

Only then did the men notice Ashlyn's presence.

The man at the forefront raised an eyebrow at Ashlyn, revealing a wicked and repulsive smirk. “Well, well, I didn't expect to find such a beauty here.”

“Hahaha!”

The few henchmen behind him immediately burst into laughter, a sound that was anything but friendly.

Zaewora was a country with the highest rate of sexual assault, and it was also the epitome of a patriarchal society.

Ashlyn looked at them with a cold expression as if she was looking at some disgusting trash.

“This makes my eyes bleed.”