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.

time she finished her sentence, the man’s expression turned gloomy, and the temperature in the room seemed to

Ashlyn’s behavior because things were just fine between them when they enjoyed breakfast together in the

drop her off at her workplace in a manner similar to how things used to be back in the

Ashlyn’s office all of

door of the segregated space was about to close, but a gigantic palm stopped it abruptly

his action either,

wanted to turn Ashlyn back to the gentle and lovable woman she used to be because he disliked the indifferent Ashlyn in front

of Spirogyra, she would have

tone with an indifferent look,

lifted Ashlyn up. She retaliated by attempting to break

intimidating aura emitted by the man could barely work against

once enjoyed your presence,” Ashlyn replied in a serious

Lucas lowered his head and placed his frigid lips against Ashlyn’s plump

he placed his lips against her lips, asking alluringly, “Are you sure you don’t want me

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

glinted stubbornly as a sign of retaliation although she was fighting back the urge to return