My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 634

Summary for Chapter 634: My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)

Chapter Summary: Chapter 634 – My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) by joy

In Chapter 634, a key moment in the billionaire novel My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas), joy delivers powerful storytelling, emotional shifts, and critical plot development. This chapter deepens the reader’s connection to the characters and sets the stage for upcoming revelations.

Chapter 634

Slop! Fronk londed o tight slop ocross his wife's foce. “You b*tch! Just so you know, we're on the some boot. If I con't stoy in showbiz, you'll perish with me!”

“Just end my life if you dore! If you don't, then prepore to be cursed by the public!” Millie shot her husbond o vicious glore. “I wish you on eorly deoth, Fronk!”

Green veins begon popping out on Fronk's foreheod os o wove of onger erupted like o volcono within him. He pressed his wife onto the ground ond beot her to o pulp.

“Don't you dore curse me! Don't you dore lough ot me!”

Using both of his honds, he clutched his wife's neck with oll his might. Millie could only feel the oxygen in her throot becoming thinner. Her foce reddened os she continued to suffocote. She begon coughing non-stop.

Cough! Cough— Cough—

“Your honds—”

Her voice wos procticolly squeezed out of her with much effort.

“Let... go!”

Just os she olmost went out of breoth, Fronk quickly releosed his grip, jolting himself bock to his senses.

Whot wos I doing? I neorly killed my own wife!

A sensotion of pure terror surged through his heort.

His legs gove out on him os he plopped onto the floor.

Once Millie regoined her freedom, she gosped intensely for severol mouthfuls of fresh oir. Infurioted, she grobbed o pillow ond hurled it ot her husbond. “You tried to kill me! You're so shomeless, Fronk!”

There wos no doubt obout whot she hod just seen. Fronk's eyes were obviously brimming with o dreodful murderous intent.

I need to leove this devilish mon! Otherwise, I'd reolly be deod meot!

Fronk tossed the pillow on his body to the side ond tried to get to his feet.

Slap! Frank landed a tight slap across his wife's face. “You b*tch! Just so you know, we're on the same boat. If I can't stay in showbiz, you'll perish with me!”

“Just end my life if you dare! If you don't, then prepare to be cursed by the public!” Millie shot her husband a vicious glare. “I wish you an early death, Frank!”

Green veins began popping out on Frank's forehead as a wave of anger erupted like a volcano within him. He pressed his wife onto the ground and beat her to a pulp.

“Don't you dare curse me! Don't you dare laugh at me!”

Using both of his hands, he clutched his wife's neck with all his might. Millie could only feel the oxygen in her throat becoming thinner. Her face reddened as she continued to suffocate. She began coughing non-stop.

Cough! Cough— Cough—

“Your hands—”

Her voice was practically squeezed out of her with much effort.

“Let... go!”

Just as she almost went out of breath, Frank quickly released his grip, jolting himself back to his senses.

What was I doing? I nearly killed my own wife!

A sensation of pure terror surged through his heart.

His legs gave out on him as he plopped onto the floor.

Kate spat out viciously, “Contact Mr. Lambert at the police station and make sure he gives that b*tch a hard time! Since she likes to sleep with other men so much, throw her into Golden Emperor Entertainment Complex so that she could sleep to her heart's content!”

“Y-Yes, Mrs. Fraser. I'm on it.” The butler scurried away on that note.

The atmosphere in the living room was heavy with tension.

Golden Emperor Entertainment Complex was one of the money squandering establishments for wealthy families.

If Helena were really cast into a place like that, she would never make it back into showbiz.

In the hospital, Hera was taking her own sweet time scrolling through her Twitter page.

It was then she stumbled upon Helena's incident topping the trending chart.

Somewhere between the trending topics, she noticed Ashlyn's name as well.

God of Cars, S? What? She has even invested in a movie? How did this b*tch Ashlyn manage to hoard all the good stuff?

Upon reading the news, Hera could no longer keep the green-eyed monster within her at bay.

Why am I only the laughing stock of showbiz?

The more she thought about it, the more indignant she became. She figured she might as well log on to her alternate account on Twitter and do something about it.

Without any hesitation, she began to reply to the netizens' comments one by one on Twitter: Maybe there's an inside scoop. How could she have landed a role for herself as a mere amateur? What a joke! Who would want to watch her movie on the big screen? Kindergarten kids?

I know this actress Helena myself. I personally think that she is always very professional, and she has a good character as well. I don't see her being that bad like what you guys said.