By now, Ashlyn was a bit hungry herself. Since Lucas already bought the ingredients, she did not mind making breakfast personally.

After all, nothing could beat the sheer happiness of taking a nap after having a filling meal.

With her mind made, Ashlyn did not object as Lucas led her into the villa.

The sight that met her eyes left her stunned. Inside the living room, a few live crabs were scuttling around here and there, parading about the room as if they owned it.

Seeing someone intrude on their newfound territory, the crabs even scuttled towards Ashlyn quickly, clicking their pincers threateningly.

“Why are you just standing there?” Lucas asked, walking over with his car keys when he saw her stand dumbly at the door.

“Lucas, why the hell didn’t you put them in the sink?” Ashlyn pointed at the freely roaming crabs. It was far too early for a headache. “You know what? I give up. I order you to take care of it.”

Feeling sleepy already, Ashlyn was rubbing her eyes to keep herself from nodding off. “Just call me when you’ve finally cleaned them up. I’m going to take a nap.”

Yawning, she made her way to the bedroom. Suddenly worried that Lucas would slack off, she was about to turn back and tell him what he actually needed to do when she saw him tie an apron around his waist.

was jarringly hilarious. The pink floral-print apron tied around Lucas’s waist was a stark contrast to his black button-down shirt and

enough to make

was about to give him. Lucas had already caught most of the escaped crabs, sticking them

probably handle it. Ashlyn thought to

scallops, and a few squids into the sink.

seafood before him, feeling a

should have bought beef or mutton instead. As someone who never handled fresh seafood before,

pulled out his phone and started to

cleaning all of the seafood, it

to wake

as a newborn baby’s. Her dark hair spread around her head like

awoken by someone nibbling

spreading its wings. Ashlyn saw the very familiar man holding himself above her, a very

charm. His eyes were half-closed, long lashes brushing across his cheeks. His nose brushed against Ashlyn’s face occasionally as

they were doing now felt just like what they used

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