My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 477

Chapter 477

He fidgeted with his cup of coffee in annoyance. Just when he was about to leave, someone pushed the glass door of the café open. A woman, who was dressed fashionably with a pair of sunglasses on, walked in slowly.

"I'm sorry, the traffic was congested. You must have waited for long, Mr. Lochlan." Olivia took off her sunglasses and flashed him a smile which she thought was pretty.

"I just arrived too," replied Lochlan indifferently.

Olivia scrutinized the man in front of her. Wearing a suit, he had a dignified aura. In addition to his good looks, he came from a wealthy family too. She heard that he was a firefighter who did not like to inherit the family business.

How interesting.

"Mr. Lochlan, do you have any hobbies?"

"Not really."

"What do you like to eat? Western or Asian?"

"Ms. Warhol, I'll get straight to the point." Annoyed, Lochlan interrupted Olivia's questions. He raised his dark eyes and finally looked at her. "I have someone whom I like. This blind date was arranged by my mother against my wishes. I'm sorry but I'll have to go first."

Olivia, who was initially very interested, immediately turned upset. She exclaimed in a high-pitched voice, "What did you say?"

Lochlan stood up. He knew that his attitude would infuriate her, but he needed to tell her. "I'm saying that we're not right for each other."

"Lochlan, you're being such a bully! Do you think that I won't be able to marry? Or do you think that you're extremely charming?" Olivia was so furious that her face turned pale and her body was quivering. "Let me tell you this. You'll pay for your actions today!"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Warhol." Lochlan apologized to Olivia. With that, he strode out of the café briskly.

Overcome by fury, Olivia grabbed the cup of coffee on the table and hurled it at his back.

Lochlan felt a pang of pain coming from his back. The coffee mug fell onto the ground and broke into smithereens.

The hot coffee seeped through his suit and burned his back while leaving a large stain on the expensive suit.

It was an alarming sight.

He turned around slowly and glared at Olivia coldly. "I'm shocked by your character, Ms. Warhol."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

The moment he exited the café, his phone rang.

Ashlyn?

For some reason, Lochlan had a bad feeling.

"What's wrong, Ms. Berry? What? Are you saying that Lottie is gone and there's blood on the floor? Okay, I'll send someone to search for her right away."

He hung up the call. In the next moment, the BMW dashed out like an arrow, instantly disappearing from the café's entrance.

Olivia stood up quickly and got into a Mercedes parked at the café. She instructed the driver, "Investigate who's the b**** Lochlan's taking care of."

"Yes, Ma'am." The driver quivered. Looks like her blind date didn't go well!

At some point, it started drizzling.

The bleak raindrops were like the reflections of the pedestrians' sorrow.

A teenage girl, who was completely drenched, walked aimlessly in the rain. Like a zombie, she staggered forward unsteadily, her expression despondent.

-B****, I'll tear your face apart today. With that, you'll have nothing to seduce men with anymore!

-I'll stab your face until it's ruined! Perhaps then, you won't dare to appear in front of my son again. After all, men are superficial beings who only care about beauty. If your face is destroyed, who would want you? Even if you become a prostitute, no one would want to sleep with you!

No... No one will sleep with me... I'm not a prostitute, neither am I a b****...

I just don't have a mother.

I don't have a mother...

Mommy, I miss you so much... Mommy, where are you?

Mommy...

The dozen needles were still stuck in Charlotte's face. As her injuries had not closed up yet, blood kept dripping down her face. The relentless rain beat against her face, causing the wounds to hurt terribly. Not only did her face hurt, but her heart was also aching terribly.

Uncle Lochlan, I'm sorry... Did you not marry because I've been a burden to you?