My One In A Million Wife

My One In A Million Wife [Ashlyn And Lucas] Chapter 301

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 301

That made Ashlyn seem like an annoying, arrogant, pretentious, and vainglorious woman who liked showing off and had also put her parents to shame.

Ashlyn shot a glance at Penelope, who was feeling smug that she had exposed her step-sister. With a frosty glint in her eyes, Ashlyn said nonchalantly, “I never knew that you were so eager for me to start work.”

Penelope let out a scornful snort, “It’s too bad, you can’t get a job.” Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

Ashlyn twisted her lips into an unfathomable smile and there was an icy look in her crescent eyes which also exuded an inexplicable sense of haughtiness. “Don’t worry about that, Mr. Haddock will come and beg me eventually.”

“Ashlyn, are you daydreaming? Did you just say Mr. Haddock was gonna beg?” Penelope burst out laughing as if that was the funniest joke she had ever heard.

Horace and Mary were both ashen-faced.

None of them uttered a word.

Ashlyn looked at that family with an ambiguous smirk on her face and turned her back towards them.

She had already told them. It was up to them to choose whether to believe her or not.

At the very moment when she turned around and was about to walk away, Ashlyn heard someone coughing violently.

She stopped in her tracks and cast a sharp glance towards the stairs. “Who’s coughing?”

Horace laughed nervously, “It’s just the nanny who’s not feeling well.”

Ashlyn noticed the momentary look of discomfort which crossed his face and said coldly, “If it’s really the nanny, why are you looking so guilty?”

“Your dad is still the boss of a company no matter what, why would he lie to you?” Mary said with a forced smile and continued, “You’re so busy that you didn’t even have the time to eat. Don’t starve yourself.”

Just leave quickly! That was the one thing Mary did not say out loud.

It was obvious that the couple was hiding something from their anxious behavior.

Ashlyn kept a poker face and remained unfazed as she said, “Since the nanny is not feeling well and Penelope is a nurse, why don’t we get Penelope to go upstairs and check on her? Penelope, let’s go together, I wanna see for myself how proficient a surgical nurse from the First Hospital is.”

“You don’t have to worry yourself over such a trivial matter,” Horace said quickly and continued, “Penelope had already treated her.”

“Oh, is it?” The corners of Ashlyn’s mouth curved upwards as she said that. “Can I know what medicine did she prescribe?”

Penelope was momentarily stunned and recalled what Mary had instructed her previously. The nanny isn’t ill at all, the truth is…

However, she could not let Ashlyn know about it.

Penelope saw the meaningful glance which Mary had cast towards her. They had some chemistry as mother and daughter and Penelope knew that Mary wanted her to reply. “Oh, I gave her some lozenges and flu medicine.”

“You’re still a nurse after all. Her cough sounded serious and there’s phlegm in her throat. Based on my preliminary assessment, it’s not an ordinary flu but should be pneumonia instead.”

After Ashlyn finished speaking, she walked past the other three Berrys and was about to head upstairs.

She must find out what exactly was it that these three were trying to hide from her.

However, Mary was quick enough to stop her, “What’s there for you to see? She’s just a sick nanny. What if she passes the virus to you?”

“I’m not scared of that,” Ashlyn pushed Mary away and strode upstairs.

Mary was fuming mad and grabbed Horace’s arm. “Hubby, what should we do now?”

“What else can we do? Stop asking useless questions!” Horace brushed Mary’s hand away and stomped upstairs in frustration, chasing after Ashlyn.

Ashlyn dashed up towards the second floor. The coughing sound, which she heard intermittently, got louder as she approached.

It did not sound like it came from any of the rooms but from the attic instead.

Ashlyn did not mind initially, neither was she curious about it. However, after seeing Horace and Mary’s dubious behaviors, Ashlyn felt that she would have let the couple down if she did not cooperate. After all, they had tried so hard to put up the poor act.

The air in the attic was arid and the room was stuffy and warm. It felt very uncomfortable to be in it for even one minute.

Is this where the nanny sleeps? It’s almost inhumane if that’s the case.

Ashlyn could only imagine how much worse it would be for a sick person who had nowhere else to go to.

Just when Ashlyn reached the attic and was about to turn the doorknob to enter the room, Horace caught up with her.

Rubbing his palms together, Horace said frantically, “Ashlyn, I have something important to ask you.”

Ashlyn stared at him calmly and halted her hand movements. “What is it?”