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.

his other hand on the wound as he wiped the wound with a piece

was gentle, and his slightly rough fingertips were brushing against

bottom of

a moment, Ashlyn forgot

from the crystal chandelier enveloped

instant, her leg heated

could describe her feeling. It was odd, to say the

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

not reply

her gaze elsewhere and tucked the stray

not know why her

face felt

“Ms. Berry.”

The muscular man had a cup of ice

was just served. I took one for

romantic tension between Lucas

tongue to lick it. Satisfaction emerged in her eyes,

have frozen the scene if

For a

gaze was intense, and he

her tongue to lick the ice

was