My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 320

Are you refusing to marry because of this little b****? The words were at the tip of her tongue, and she wanted so badly to point a finger at Lochlan and yell at him.

However, she resisted the urge to do so.

The sight of the girl had grated on her nerves since a long time ago, but she refrained from saying anything about it in front of her son.

This little b**** is a vixen who will only drag my son down.

She had blossomed into a graceful young lady in the past few years. Men would inevitably be attracted to her beauty like a moth to a flame.

The problem was that she was ill and did not even go to university. What good was a daughter-in-law like her? She would be an embarrassment to their family.

Only a socialite from a noble family was worthy of becoming the Fraser family’s daughter-in-law.

A girl with unknown origins would never be worthy of her son.

But her son spoiled this girl to bits. It was fine if he took care of her for just a while when she was little, or perhaps treated her like a pet just for his amusement.

However, it looked like her son had completely rejected the idea of marriage.

The knot that had formed in Mrs. Fraser’s chest due to all her pent-up frustrations was so tight she found it hard to breathe at times.

Whenever she looked at Charlotte, she saw a pile of s***. She could not understand why her son treated her like some kind of precious jewel.

If the girl were healthy and well educated, she could probably accept her as her daughter-in-law.

was nothing to

So no way!

be separated at

stays, it’ll be impossible for my son to marry a

be sent

by the government. Tomorrow is her

don’t you accompany Ms. Warhol tomorrow, and I’ll accompany Lottie to the

with panic and she subconsciously gripped the edge of

this minute detail. “I’m not

a decisive tone, “You should get someone

Charlotte saw that the mother and son were about to quarrel again, she bit

not want her uncle to

scared and looked at Lochlan with a hint of reluctance in her eyes as she whispered, “I... I can

in a timid voice only sounded petty to Mrs. Fraser’s

could hardly pass off as a

is so sensible, you should go out with Ms. Warhol tomorrow and I’ll

a stubborn tilt to her head

chin with heartache lining his features.

sad that her Uncle Lochlan would be accompanying some other woman,

forced a smile onto her face. “Let’s go

*

In the suburbs.