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

walked over to take a look, she realized that it was from Lucas’

showed an incoming call from

knocked on Lucas’ door. However, no

of water flowing and thought that Lucas was probably

back onto the sofa

bit of meat in the fridge. As they looked quite fresh, the staff must have just placed them in the

a picky eater. He would rather cook than

Ashlyn did not know how he found the courage to swallow the food which he

amusing to think that a 1.85-meter tall man was still a

the food probably prepared simple ingredients, because

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

in the living room, showing no signs

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

is so

on Lucas’ door. A masculine and

He’s done so soon?

much about it, she pushed the door open to see Lucas wiping his hair. His upper

chocolate. A few drops of water dripped from his hair, flowing down his chest

her cheeks heat up. “Your phone keeps

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