My Extraordinary Wife

She took off her shoes to look at her soles. There was a blister from the continuous friction.

Without hesitation, she burst the blister and dried the wound with a tissue.

“You only have yourself to blame for wanting to look good.” A crisp voice sounded out from above her head.

Ashlyn knew who it was without lifting her head.

“Are you indirectly admitting that I’m pretty?”

Lucas was speechless, but it was not the first time anyway.

He sat beside the woman and placed her leg on his knee. When his hand wrapped around her ankle, he paused.

He looked up to find the woman slightly narrowing her eyes.

Several strands of her hair were dangling in front of her face. She looked cute and enticing.

Ashlyn rarely did her makeup; most of the time, she went out with no makeup.

Lucas had not expected her to look breathtaking when she did her makeup.

Ashlyn was about to put her leg back then when a hand stopped her.

holding her ankle, Lucas placed his other hand on the wound as he wiped the wound

gentle, and his slightly rough fingertips were brushing against

current shot up her body from the bottom of

a moment, Ashlyn forgot

from the crystal chandelier

instant, her

describe her feeling.

you staring at me?” Lucas let go of the fair ankle in his hand. Even her slender and fair legs

swallowing at the sight. He forced himself to look away and muttered, “Don’t wear

not reply to

Ashlyn shifted her gaze elsewhere and tucked the stray strands of hair behind her

did not know why her

her face

“Ms. Berry.”

Winsor’s voice traveled to her ears. The muscular man had a cup of ice cream in his hands and was walking toward her

took one for you.

between Lucas and Ashlyn instantly

tongue to lick it. Satisfaction emerged in

of Lucas’ expression would have

looked into Lucas’ cold eyes. For a moment, she thought she saw the ice shrouding the

was intense, and he looked

lick the ice cream again.

texture was