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.

heard a mobile phone ringing on

to take a look, she realized that it was from

an incoming call

knocked on Lucas’ door. However, no one

the sound of water

back onto the sofa and headed

little bit of meat in the fridge. As they looked

a picky eater. He would rather cook than

did not know how he found the courage to swallow the

to think that a 1.85-meter tall man was

hotel staff in charge of preparing the food probably prepared simple ingredients, because they knew that

took the meat from the fridge and began to cut them into thin slices. Then, she took out the spinach and tomatoes as

frantically ringing in the living

to walk over again. Again, the screen showed

is

on Lucas’ door. A

He’s done so soon?

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

sexy six-pack abs were as clearly defined as a bar of chocolate. A few drops of water dripped from his hair, flowing down his

but feel her cheeks heat up. “Your phone keeps ringing.

in his hands. His hair was wet and disheveled, but it did