My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 586

“Grandma, can I ask you something?” Ashlyn approached Susan with a document in her hand.

“Don’t be a stranger dear. What’s wrong? What do you want to know?” Susan responded without looking up as she was busy peeling garlic.

Ashlyn stared at her intently and inquired, “Are you aware that I’m not my father’s biological daughter?”

Susan dropped the garlic in her hands as panic flashed across her eyes. She quickly picked up the peeled garlic and asked, “Ashlyn, what are you babbling about? How can you not be your father’s daughter?”

“Grandma, this is the result of the paternity test between my father and I. It shows that we are not related.” Ashlyn held up the document pouch.

Her heart sank as she stared at Susan.

Nothing was more painful in this world than being lied to by your loved ones.

“Grandma, how did my mom die? How long do you want to keep that from me?”

mom was killed in a car accident.” Susan didn’t expect Ashlyn to do a paternity

you know you’re not Horace’s biological daughter? Your mom has been dead for so many years, so it’s not like you can ask her

I have with you. I have deposited roughly fifty million into your bank account already ever since I joined the workforce. Also, do you know who beat up the village bully that gave you trouble? It was me! Grandma! Have you forgotten how we only had each other while we were living in

complaints, she looked away

My love for you is real. It’s just that, I really don’t know much about the matters related to your mom. Even though you’re not a biological member of the Berry family,

in prison, while Mary and her daughter ran away. Meanwhile,

she broke down

here you are questioning me? Your dad is in prison and yet you don’t care about him. I’m just an old lady, what more do you want from me? Do you still have a conscience? After spending so many

ached as she felt as if she

person I know best and am closest

matters turn out this

say something so harsh? Is my relationship with Grandma so weak that it can’t overcome the fact that we are not

walked out of the Berry Residence. As she wandered along the road aimlessly, it began to drizzle. The raindrops that fell

At Whitland Villa.