My Extraordinary Wife

“Lucas, we are already divorced. Stop being so curious about me. I have no obligation to answer your question.” Ashlyn finished her wine in a single gulp. Placing the glass down, she stood up and announced, “I’m going back to my room.”

The door to the other bedroom slammed shut.

Lucas frowned slightly, his expression unreadable.

After two minutes, he heard the sound of water flowing from the bedroom.

She was bathing.

When he imagined the image of her alluring body and fair skin, he found that he had become erect.

The sounds of the water flowing stopped after ten minutes.

However, Lucas felt extremely warm and his throat became parched.

Ashlyn’s influence on him was more significant and stronger than he had ever imagined.

He missed her deeply and urgently.

Taking a deep breath, he tossed his phone onto the sofa and decided to take a cold shower.

After bathing, Ashlyn felt a little hungry. She dried her hair and opened the door, preparing to find something to eat in the kitchen.

mobile phone ringing

walked over to take a look, she

screen showed an incoming call from Ms.

grabbed the phone and knocked on Lucas’ door.

of water flowing and thought that Lucas

back onto the

some tomatoes, and a little bit of meat in the fridge. As they looked quite fresh, the staff

picky eater. He

cooking was horrendous. Ashlyn did not know how he found the courage to swallow the food

to think that a 1.85-meter tall man

charge of preparing the food probably prepared simple ingredients, because they knew that Lucas only

the fridge and began to cut them into thin slices. Then, she took out the

phone kept frantically ringing in the living room, showing no signs

had no choice but to walk over again. Again, the

Chapman is

knocked on Lucas’ door. A masculine and hoarse voice sounded,

He’s done so soon?

the door open to see Lucas wiping his hair. His upper body was naked, with only a white towel wrapped around his

as a bar of chocolate. A few drops of water dripped from his hair, flowing down his chest all the way to the towel around his

not help but feel her cheeks heat up. “Your phone

call first,” responded Lucas, holding a towel in his hands. His hair was wet and disheveled, but it did not affect