My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1192

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Spencer's eyes were fixed intently on the words “Zaewora.” His mind couldn't accommodate anything else. There

was only one thought in his mind. Could Cassandra be in Zaewora too?

He didn't even realize how elated he was.

He glanced at the tightly closed door behind him. Mr. Nolan and Ms. Berry are inside being all lovey-dovey. I'm quite

free at the moment, so why not...

And so...

Spencer immediately replied to Cassandra: I'll go help you out. Give me the address.

Half an hour later, following the directions on the map, Spencer drove straight to the location where Cassandra

was.

Standing at the entrance of the Athena Mother and Child Protection Association, Spencer was somewhat

speechless. How is it that Cassandra is also in this association? So, Ms. Berry really did establish this association?

Ms. Berry is really impressive, isn't she? She lives in H Nation, yet she can still expand her influence to Zaewora and

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establish such a philanthropic organization. The more I think about it, the more miraculous it seems. This is just

too... Forget it, forget it. Shouldn't I have gotten used to this a long time ago? Haven't I seen enough not to be

surprised anymore?

At the security checkpoint, the guard stopped him and said, “Please show your pass.”

Spencer was rendered speechless. It's difficult to even get past the gates.

After a moment of hesitation, he sent a WhatsApp message to Cassandra and then waited for a while.

Spencer's eyes were fixed intently on the words “Zaewora.” His mind couldn't accommodate anything else. There

was only one thought in his mind. Could Cassandra be in Zaewora too?

Cassandra came bouncing out in her adorable outfit. “Security guard, this is my friend.”

“All right, Ms. Jensen.”

The security guard immediately let Spencer through. As Spencer stepped inside, a hint of an uncontrollable smile

played on his handsome face.

Cassandra was still adorably cute. Her small face flushed red. A thin layer of sweat covered her cheeks and

forehead, making her look even more endearing.

“What have you been doing? Why are you sweating?”

“Don't even get me started. I'm helping a little girl with her homework,” Cassandra said, looking utterly

exasperated. “This little girl is so demanding. Since when did children's homework become so exhausting?”

Spencer was rendered speechless. Could she be referring to Renae, who was sent here by Ms. Berry?

He followed Cassandra to the training room, where he saw Renae practicing her horse stance. She's squatting in a

horse stance? What's going on here?

“My boss said that girls should learn martial arts from a young age so they can protect themselves in the future.”

Cassandra took a breath, then pointed to the other little girls in the training room. “All of them are children we've

taken in at our association.”

Spencer was shocked. “So these children are either abandoned or orphans?”

“Correct.” Cassandra nodded. “They all have to practice martial arts and also take culture lessons.”

“Well...” Spencer was taken aback. He hadn't expected Ashlyn to take such an impressive step, training those girls

and educating them. She has been doing it for a while now!

“All children, stand at attention!” With a stern command from Cassandra, those little girls immediately lined up in an

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orderly fashion, standing in front of her.

“At ease!”

“Stand at attention!”

“Let's show Mr. White what you're capable of!” Cassandra's adorable face turned serious. “Bring it on!”

As her words fell, about a dozen little girls immediately began to perform a military boxing routine in perfect

unison.

Their movements might not carry the strength and momentum of an adult, but they were extremely precise. Given

time, they would definitely be highly skilled fighters.

Spencer choked up. He couldn't help but raise his hands and start clapping. “You are the best! You're no less than

any boy!”

He had never felt, as he did now, that what Ashlyn was doing was incredibly meaningful.

He couldn't find the words to describe his feelings at that moment.

The eyes of those children were so pure and clear.

They should've been cherished by their parents and grown up doted on by their family instead of what they were

experiencing, being abandoned for being born in that country and because of their gender.

No one could choose their own parents, select their own family, much less choose their own gender.

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