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.

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

slightly rough fingertips

shot up her body from the bottom of

a moment, Ashlyn forgot she

light from the crystal chandelier enveloped them

instant, her leg

words could describe her feeling.

his hand. Even her slender and fair legs were pretty. Her feet had

sight. He forced himself to look away and

not reply to

Ashlyn shifted her gaze elsewhere and tucked

did not know why her ears were heating

face felt

“Ms. Berry.”

of ice cream in his hands

I took

Lucas

took the ice cream and stuck out her tongue to lick it. Satisfaction emerged in her

of Lucas’ expression would have frozen

For a moment, she thought

intense, and

tongue to lick the ice cream again.

texture was great