My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 791

Chapter 791

That reality and realization had Mary gritting her teeth in bitterness. Such resentment inundated her that waves of agonizing pain swept over her.

Lucas gazed at Ashlyn, who was a near distance away. She had her eyes lowered; her eyelashes beautifully curved. Her crystalline eyes reflected a myriad of colors.

The woman seemed radiant yet incredibly alluring, just like a bottle of fine wine during winter, cold yet intoxicating.

This is precisely how my woman should be!

Bianca looked at Ashlyn in excitement. “You’re so talented, Sweetie! I was just asking you who embroidered this handkerchief earlier, but from the look of things now, the answer is obvious. You were the one who embroidered it as well, no?”

It was only then that Seraphina noticed the handkerchief in Bianca’s hand. She chortled. “This is naturally Ashlyn’s embroidery. She’s probably the only person in this world who can embroider such a delicate yet unique centenary icon!”

At her resolute answer, the crowd went into an uproar once more.

Meanwhile, Nicholas grew increasingly emotional upon hearing that.

There’s no mistake about it! She must be that woman’s daughter! This is definitely it! I must get to the bottom of this matter!

“I’m glad you like it, Old Mrs. Yates.” Ashlyn remained as calm as ever, unaffected by all the praises.

She was not arrogant because of her exceptional embroidery skills, nor was she worked up over Bianca’s and Seraphina’s compliments.

It was as though it was merely an ordinary occurrence, as typical as eating and drinking.

Standing beside Bianca, Ryan gazed at Ashlyn with a complicated look in his eyes.

His heart raced wildly.

After all, such an outstanding woman naturally had men falling in love with her.

Regretfully, his gaze then fell on the imposing and handsome man behind her.

The two men locked gazes.

He could distinctly sense the possessiveness and domination in the man’s eyes.

Lucas, on the other hand, instantly sensed Ryan’s gaze.

This is the man who sat next to my woman during the piano competition. The look in his eyes whenever he gazes at her is downright irritating. Hah! Another one of her admirers, huh? Just wait and see how I’m going to break him!

He went over to Ashlyn possessively and tried his best to remind her of his presence. “Honey, how would you like to deal with Mary and Penelope?”

Hearing that, Ashlyn lowered her gaze and looked at the two women on the ground.

“They’re part of the Yates family, and since Old Mrs. Yates has promised to introduce me to the person I desire to meet, I’ll leave them to her discretion.”

“How magnanimous of you, Sweetie!” Bianca nodded approvingly. Then, she ordered, “Lock them in the dark room. They’re not allowed to eat anything for three days and are to kneel for the whole three days!”

The dark room was usually used to punish the help who committed mistakes.

At once, Mary burst into tears. “Mom! I don’t want to go there, Mom!”

Not only is it dark and damp in the dark room, but rumor even has it that there are rats and bugs. Penelope and I have always been living the high life, so how could we stay at such a place?

Bianca stared right into her teary eyes with a chilly countenance. “Going to the dark room is already the most lenient punishment. I’ll kick both of you out if you protest further!”

Several bodyguards came over and dragged both Mary and Penelope away.

That punishment was indeed pretty light, for they merely had to kneel without being allowed any food.

However, their heinous behaviors were scorned and ridiculed by everyone present.

Thus, it would be nigh impossible for Mary to blend into the aristocratic circle henceforth.

Bianca was in an awfully foul mood. If it were not for the embroidered handkerchief and shawl, her mood would probably be even worse.

She was advanced in age, so she could not take such an intense blow.

After being angered by Mary for so long, she had already grown tired. Hence, she took her leave of the guests and went to the lounge.

No sooner had she settled down in the lounge than Ashlyn came over as well.

She sat down beside Bianca. “Are you having a headache? Let me give you a massage.”

With that, she stretched out her long, slender fingers, placing them on Bianca’s temples. Then, she started kneading gently.

In a flash, Bianca felt her body relaxing.