My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 738

“When you hurt Ashlyn with that crazy stunt of yours at LX Fashion Ltd., I told you that we are only childhood friends at best. There is no romantic relationship between us.”

Lucas' tone was so cold and distant that Hera felt her heart shatter into a million pieces when she heard that.

“What's so good about Ashlyn, huh? How is she any better than me? Why won't you ever see my strengths?”

The look on Lucas' face was so expressionless that it felt as if he had blocked out all emotions.

“Hera, need I remind you that this is an international piano competition? You're wasting everyone's time and energy talking about your feelings as well as badmouthing both me and Ashlyn. You want to know the reason so badly? Fine, I'll tell you. Mr. Chapman told me at the hospital that you weren't my childhood friend at all. Ashlyn was the girl in the mountains back then! In order to get closer to me, both you and your mother lied about it and said you were that girl!”

His words shocked everyone present to the core.

“Wait... Is Lucas saying that Hera pretended to be Ashlyn?”

“Was her whole childhood sweetheart story a lie all along? Is Ashlyn Lucas' real childhood sweetheart?”

“What the heck is with this crazy plot development?”

“Not only did she steal Ashlyn's identity, but she's even accusing her of being a homewrecker? That's ironic, especially since Ashlyn is Lucas' legitimate wife!”

always seen Hera as a mere joke, to begin with, she quickly turned toward Lucas after hearing what he

her in response when he sensed her gaze from afar, and their eyes met instantly despite the distance

was little? But I have no memory of doing such a thing... Urgh, my head... Why is it hurting so much all of a

things from her childhood, and

that I've lost a part of my memories from my childhood? Lucas would never bother to tell lies, so I know I can trust him for sure. But how is this possible? When did I lose those memories? Why wasn't I

while we were in the village. Ashlyn was the one who saved us from those human traffickers. Unfortunately, my sister fell down a

his

one who saw that he was suppressing a lot of pain

if it hurt him deeply to bring up such tragic memories, he was determined to

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