My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

Especially this arch full of balloons! What’s with Sienna and Lisa’s tastes?

Isn’t it weird to be dressed in traditional clothes in such a modern setting?

The tea party was crawling with guests by now. Ashlyn went in and noticed how many men there were.

She suddenly remembered Sienna mentioning that there would be lots of young and charming men in attendance.

Gazing at these chaps holding wine glasses while engaging in conversations with upper-class women, she couldn’t help but frown.

This is a rather strange atmosphere.

Rather than a Haddock Charity event, this seems more like a function for these lonely rich women to find their next toy boys.

Ashlyn was dumbfounded.

Sienna sat on a white European-style wooden chair, chatting away with several ladies.

“Did Ashlyn not invite Ms. Saunders here?”

“Ms. Berry is especially tight-lipped. Maybe she doesn’t trust our charity foundation enough,” Sienna replied with a smile.

devil,” a woman remarked

to see a slender

wore a loose-fitting floor-length dress

been accentuated using a pink brocade belt embellished with

her long hair had been styled into a loose bun and

hairpin was paired with a traditional jewel-laced ornament, which dangled as

rest of her hair rested over her shoulders,

perfect— her eyes, nose and lips. A scarlet bracelet

just like a lady-in-waiting from the olden days. She was

noblewomen here were dressed in traditional attire, and each lady was beautiful in her

looked as enchanting as Ashlyn

arrival instantly captured everyone’s

began to

Miss. Would you be interested in a chat? I’m in a bit of a rough patch now, which is why I’ve come to the charity event. I’ve been teaching in the countryside all this while. The students in my school have no choice but to use old desks and textbooks, and the school itself is in terrible condition. It gets really dangerous for the

glanced at this man. The look on his face seemed to imply that he was deeply concerned

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rest of her hoir rested over her shoulders, moking her skin look

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like o lody-in-woiting from the olden doys. She

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