My Extraordinary Wife

Lucas moved his hand away from Ashlyn once he was done, but he had his eyes glued to her, behaving as if he couldn’t bear to leave her out of his sight.

He sized every inch of the woman up, enjoying her presence and every single micro-expressions produced by the woman.

Ashlyn wanted Lucas to stay away from him. Hence, she tied up her hair immediately to prevent the man from taking advantage of her once again.

Lucas’ attractive voice echoed throughout her office as he broke the silence, explaining himself, “There’s nothing going on between us. We’re merely childhood friends.”

Ashlyn frowned in confusion because she couldn’t grasp the situation nor the meaning behind the man’s words.

She gave it a thought for a few seconds. In the end, she cast a skeptical gaze at the man.

“I’m talking about Hera,” Lucas explained himself once again due to the confused look the woman had on her face.

“Oh… Okay… What does your relationship with her have to do with me?” Ashlyn stared at the man in the eyes, asking because she still couldn’t fathom the idea behind the man’s words. In the end, she tried to chase Lucas out of her office, stating, “Can you please leave me alone? I’m really exhausted and wish to take a break.”

Ashlyn had renovated her office and segregated an individual room specifically for the purpose of resting.

She went towards the room once she finished her sentence, behaving as though she couldn’t be bothered by Lucas’ presence anymore.

sentence, the man’s expression turned gloomy, and

was unhappy with Ashlyn’s behavior because things were just fine

enjoyed their interaction as he got to drop her off at her workplace in a manner similar to

Ashlyn’s office

segregated space was about to close, but a gigantic palm stopped it abruptly in the nick of time as Lucas forced his way into

action either, but

the gentle and lovable woman she used to be because he disliked the indifferent Ashlyn in

because of Spirogyra, she would

took a deep breath, and in a callous tone with an indifferent look, she warned, “Mr.

lifted Ashlyn up. She retaliated by attempting

intimidating aura emitted by the

never once enjoyed

frigid lips against Ashlyn’s plump lips, asking, “Are

her lips, asking alluringly, “Are

pupil constricted as soon as she detected the man’s frigid lips

stubbornly as a sign of retaliation although she was fighting