My Extraordinary Wife

Cassandra forced herself to remain calm as she looked straight into the man’s eyes. She didn’t want to lose even if her aura
wasn’t as imposing as his.
With just a glance, Richard could make others feel tremendously pressured. Cassandra quietly froze in place.
It took a while before she tilted her head to the side and answered in a cold tone, “Richard Shaw, I admit I’ve liked you when I
was young and frivolous. But you didn’t like me... So, I will never have feelings for you again. Why did you abandon your fiancée
and come here?”
Richard stared at Cassandra’s tiny mouth. All he desired to do was to kiss her fervently.
For a moment, he detested hearing her vocalize those vexing remarks concerning their rift.
Richard leaned over abruptly, inching closer to Cassandra’s red lips.
At that precise moment, a huge hand reached out from behind and yanked him away.
Caught off guard, Richard staggered a few steps backward after being shoved away. When he finally steadied himself, he
noticed a man shielding Cassandra and obstructing his view.
“If it isn’t the son of the White family. Is it tiring to be Lucas Nolan’s lackey?” A smirk appeared on Richard’s face as he glared at
Spencer grimly.
In that instant, a hint of anger clouded over Spencer’s usual gentle expression. “Mr. Shaw, don’t you think it’s inappropriate to
take advantage of other ladies when you already have a fiancée?”
“Who do you think you are? What right do you have to lecture me like this, Spencer?” Richard then looked at Cassandra coldly.
“Come here!”
The young lady stood behind Spencer stubbornly, bold indifference overflowing in her eyes. “Richard, Boss and I both respect
you. I will respect you when you finally decide to respect me, even if it’s just a little compared to your respect for Boss.” A glint of
determination flashed across Cassandra’s eyes. As though she had made up her mind on something, she gripped Spencer’s
warm hand with her soft one. “Also, this is my boyfriend! I wish you a happy life with Shiela.”
Boyfriend?

Richard’s gaze instantly became sharp as fiery rage boiled within him. “You chose someone from the White family, huh? Quite a
choice you made there.”
Shocked, Spencer looked at Cassandra before lowering his gaze stiffly to stare at his hand, which was being held by her.
His heart began racing. This is the first time a girl took the initiative to hold my hand. She’s holding me so tightly.
For a moment, Spencer’s mind went blank.
Right when he was still flabbergasted, Cassandra stood on her toes and planted a kiss on his cheek.
“Let’s go, Sweetheart!” Despite the fact that her words were obviously directed at Spencer, she gave Richard a provoking look.
Richard controlled his seething urge to strangle the lady in front of him who had a monstrous strength. He was left with no choice
but to watch as she walked away while holding Spencer’s hand.
“Cassandra Jensen, you’re such a bad girl!” Richard muttered, unsure if he was speaking to himself or simply venting. After
standing still for a while, he finally turned around and left.
Cassandra continued to hold Spencer’s hand until they reached a corner. She then let go of his hand abruptly and leaned
against the wall, letting out a long and heavy sigh.
Sweat dotted her forehead and palms, for she was feeling extremely nervous.
Spencer stared at his hand, his heart feeling strangely empty. “You... were just trying to upset Mr. Shaw, right? It’s okay. I
understand... I’m willing to be a tool.”
As soon as Spencer finished speaking, the awkward atmosphere between Cassandra and him immediately lightened.
Cassandra straightened her back. She glanced at Spencer before lowering her gaze again. Her long eyelashes covered her
teary eyes and the trace of loneliness in them.
“I’m sorry for using you just now.”
Cassandra couldn’t help but take a few steps backward, wanting to create a distance between her and Spencer.

However, she lost her balance, as she was in too much of a hurry. Fortunately, Spencer reacted promptly and grabbed her wrist
to help her steady herself.
Cassandra quickly shook Spencer’s hand off. “I’m sorry... I-I didn’t fall on purpose.”