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My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 475
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Chapter 475

When Charlotte took a closer look at the person, her smile faded gradually. “Mrs. Fraser?”

Mrs. Fraser gave Charlotte a once-over. The slender and tall teenage girl was wearing a pink nightgown, with red

strawberries printed on it. Its sleeveless design revealed her fair shoulder and chest, as well as her straight, thin

legs.

“Did you seduce my son with this figure of yours?”

Charlotte’s face turned pale. “Mrs. Fraser, my relationship with Uncle Lochlan isn’t what you think it is.”

Mrs. Fraser smiled smugly. “It’s not? Then, why are you staying at my son’s place and refusing to leave? Charlotte,

let me be honest with you. My son is going to attend a blind date today.”

“A blind date? Uncle Lochlan is attending a blind date?” The color drained completely from Charlotte’s face as she

stared at the proud Mrs. Fraser in disbelief.

No wonder Lochlan was dressed up so handsomely this morning. So, the matter he was talking about was the blind

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date!

But why didn’t he tell me? Why is he hiding it from me?

“His blind date is the eldest daughter of Wood Group. As a socialite who had just returned from her study abroad,

she’s wealthy, educated, and has a good background. Now, look at you. What reason do you have to keep staying

by my son’s side?” Mrs. Fraser poked Charlotte’s forehead with a finger that had a ruby ring wrapped around it.

Her manicured nails were decorated with accessories, and they stabbed into Charlotte’s skin, causing bloody

scratch marks to appear on her forehead.

It was an alarming sight.

Shaking her head vigorously, Charlotte gazed at Mrs. Fraser as she hurled insults at her. Mrs. Fraser’s scolding

echoed in her ears like piercing alarms.

No... No, it’s not like that.

It’s not...

Her face became so pale that it was almost translucent.

The more anxious she was, the more she found it hard to say anything. When confronted by the domineering and

mean Mrs. Fraser, she could not utter a single word.

All she could do was shake her head in terror as tears streamed down her cheeks uncontrollably.

I don’t want to go outside anymore. The outside world is so horrible.

Lottie... Lottie, go back to your own world. Go back.

Go back!

A voice in her mind kept persuading her.

“Why are you crying? You useless piece of trash! What do you know except to cry? You’ll only be a burden to my

son! Let me tell you this. You’re just a burden! If it wasn’t for you, my son would’ve been married a long time ago.

Then, he won’t still be unmarried despite being thirty years old! Who do you think you are? You’re just a plaything

for my son! When he’s fed up with you, he’ll just discard you in a corner!”

Charlotte’s pretty eyes widened. Covering her ears, she shook her head vigorously. Stop talking! Stop talking!

No, I’m not!

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I’m not!

Her tears surged from her eyes, leaving two streaks of tears on her pitifully beautiful face.

The more Mrs. Fraser looked at her, the more enraged she became. This b****! This seductress!

With a seductive face like that, why is she pretending to be weak?

When she thought about how Charlotte kept clinging onto Lochlan and preventing him from being together with the

socialites, Mrs. Fraser felt fury raged within her.

An unknown strength suddenly coursed through her body. She vented all the suppressed anger and hatred she had

towards Charlotte.

Slapping Charlotte’s face, she yelled, “B****, I’ll tear your face apart today. With that, you’ll have nothing to seduce

men with anymore!”

Feeling humiliated, Charlotte clutched her face, which was burning in pain. She subconsciously raised her hand to

resist Mrs. Fraser. Don’t... Don’t hit me!

Mrs. Fraser’s eyes narrowed when she sensed her resistance. Her fury started to overcome her rationality. With a

menacing gaze, she scanned the shelves and spotted a sewing kit.

The maid had placed it there casually after using it yesterday.

Walking over briskly, Mrs. Fraser grabbed the sewing kit and shook out a dozen needles from it.