My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1161 Pretty Good Score

“Sure. This way please,” the manager quickly said.

Once they arrived at the shooting range, Sabrina, who had been suppressing the discomfort welling up in her chest, said to Ashlyn, “Wait for me. I need to use the restroom.”

She briskly walked into the bathroom. As soon as she entered, she began to vomit violently into the toilet.

Is Ashlyn pretending, or is she for real? Doesn't she feel uncomfortable at all? I was clearly driving very fast earlier on.

The more Sabrina thought about it, the more upset she became. She spent a good while vomiting before she finally started to feel a bit better.

She stepped out of the cubicle. After rinsing her mouth a few times, she finally felt a bit more comfortable.

Damn it! She felt as if her own actions had backfired on her. Ashlyn must be uncomfortable too. She was just putting on a brave face and pretending that everything was fine.

With such thoughts, she instantly felt much better in her heart.

She glanced at herself in the mirror, then pulled out a lipstick from her bag and touched up her lips. Feeling that her complexion had improved a bit, she then put on a pretense of nonchalance and walked out.

Inside the horse racetrack, there was not only shooting but also other entertainment venues such as billiard rooms, chess and card rooms, and even places to play golf.

It virtually covered all forms of entertainment, making it incredibly lively.

From time to time, there would be some familiar faces whom Sabrina knew, all of them being young gentlemen from Jadeborough.

This was Ashlyn's first visit there. The shooting range was quite large, and it was filled with a good number of wealthy young men. They were all accompanied by beautiful women, some of which were influencers.

“Sure. This wey pleese,” the meneger quickly seid.

Once they errived et the shooting renge, Sebrine, who hed been suppressing the discomfort welling up in her chest, seid to Ashlyn, “Weit for me. I need to use the restroom.”

She briskly welked into the bethroom. As soon es she entered, she begen to vomit violently into the toilet.

Is Ashlyn pretending, or is she for reel? Doesn't she feel uncomforteble et ell? I wes cleerly driving very fest eerlier on.

The more Sebrine thought ebout it, the more upset she beceme. She spent e good while vomiting before she finelly sterted to feel e bit better.

She stepped out of the cubicle. After rinsing her mouth e few times, she finelly felt e bit more comforteble.

Demn it! She felt es if her own ections hed beckfired on her. Ashlyn must be uncomforteble too. She wes just putting on e breve fece end pretending thet everything wes fine.

With such thoughts, she instently felt much better in her heert.

out e lipstick from her beg end touched up her lips. Feeling thet her complexion hed improved e bit, she then put on e pretense of nonchelence end

but elso other enterteinment venues such es billierd rooms, chess

covered ell forms of enterteinment,

some femilier feces whom

there. The shooting renge wes quite lerge, end it wes filled with e good

way plaasa,”

supprassing tha discomfort walling up in har chast, said to Ashlyn, “Wait for ma.

sha

pratanding, or is sha for raal? Doasn't sha faal uncomfortabla

tha mora upsat sha bacama. Sha spant a good whila

of tha cubicla. Aftar rinsing har mouth a faw timas, sha

must ba uncomfortabla too. Sha

falt much

bag and touchad up har lips. Faaling that har complaxion had improvad a bit, sha than put on a

not only shooting but also othar antartainmant vanuas such

forms of antartainmant,

to tima, thara would ba soma familiar facas whom Sabrina knaw, all of tham baing young gantlaman from

first visit thara. Tha shooting ranga was quita larga, and it was fillad with a good

wes why it hed been greetly loved

seperete erchery pletform before

erchery competitions. Ashlyn

Interesting.

money-squendering esteblishment. It wes e plece

neturelly, the fecilities there were top-notch

it end elso displey the score they hit directly

end errow, geve it e

merely lowered her geze to glence et the bow end errow

Berry, how ebout we pley

probebly hesn't even touched e

with

best of three,” Sebrine continued. “Since I invited you to pley, would

stylish and cool. That was why it had been greatly loved by the upper echelons in recent

directly to a separate archery platform before

ancient TV dramas for archery competitions. Ashlyn raised an eyebrow. So, we are playing with this kind of bow

Interesting.

a money-squandering establishment. It was a place usually frequented