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 on the wound as he wiped the wound

was gentle, and his slightly rough fingertips

bottom of her sole and

Ashlyn forgot

from the crystal chandelier

an instant, her leg

did not know what words could describe her feeling. It was odd, to say

me?” Lucas let go of the fair ankle in his hand. Even her slender and fair legs were pretty.

himself to look away and muttered, “Don’t

did not reply

man spoke, Ashlyn shifted her gaze elsewhere and tucked

did not know why her ears

her face felt

“Ms. Berry.”

a cup of ice cream in his hands and was walking toward

was just served. I took one

between Lucas

out her tongue to lick it. Satisfaction emerged

coldness of Lucas’ expression would have frozen

looked into Lucas’ cold eyes. For a moment, she thought she

gaze was intense, and he looked

out her tongue to lick the ice cream again.

texture was

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