My Extraordinary Wife

If she were to compare them both, Lucas would’ve won easily because of his stupidly handsome face.

What’s happening to me? Why am I comparing him to Lucas? Am I going nuts?

“Uncle, I’m hungry…” Charlotte’s usual quiet expression was now gone. “Can we treat Ms. Berry to something?”

Lochlan’s heart immediately softened at the girl’s soft tone. “Sure thing. Where are we going?”

Charlotte smiled and turned to Ashlyn. “Ms. Berry, what do you prefer? I want to thank you for helping me improve for the past two days.”

Ashlyn realized that Charlotte had a different personality around Lochlan. She was more lively and cheerful, unlike her usual quiet self in the concert hall.

Charlotte was very timid. She would always hide whenever someone tried to talk to her.

“Anywhere is fine with me.” Ashlyn returned the smile. There was no way she could reject Charlotte’s offer.

“How about we go to your favorite Spring Creek, Charlotte?” Lochlan suggested and steered his car toward the restaurant.

Just like that, Lucas watched as Ashlyn followed Lochlan and Charlotte into Spring Creek. His heart ached at the sight as if someone were strangling his throat.

Spencer couldn’t help but laugh inside his head. There’s no way you’re going to take out Spring Creek’s electricity, right?

Lucas sat in the back seat, his handsome face twisted in anger.

Lochlan sat with Charlotte on one side of the table inside a private dining room on the second floor while Ashlyn sat across them, observing the uncle and niece duo.

Lochlan had been serving Charlotte non-stop ever since the dishes were served. All Charlotte had to do was eat whatever served to her like a princess.

Rumors had it that the youngest of the Frasers wasn’t interested in women or marriage, even at the age of thirty. Some even said that he was a eunuch. This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

Yet, what Ashlyn saw was different from what the others said.

At least he was very nice towards Charlotte, to the point where he was treating her like royalty. It was as if Charlotte was completely used to it and enjoyed her meal happily.

After serving a bowl of soup for Charlotte, Lochlan turned to Ashlyn and explained, “To tell you the truth, Charlotte has autism, but she’s getting better and better now.”

“I can see that. At least she can have a short conversation with other people now. Like with me,” Ashlyn smiled as she looked at Charlotte sympathetically as if the girl in front of her was her own little sister.

“You’re an exception,” Lochlan replied seriously. “She has been helping me at the fire department with some simple documentation work. To be blunt, she’s my secretary. Yet, she never talks to her colleagues. I was the one who suggested her join the performance to help boost her confidence.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. She’s doing really well. All she needs is some support from her family,” Ashlyn said as she plated a serving of salad for Charlotte and the latter beamed at her.

“I still have to thank you. If not for you, she would’ve returned to her original state and stopped talking to other people.” Lochlan was very grateful as Charlotte had always been the black sheep in his family.