My Extraordinary Wife

Because Imperial Hotel’s chef, who was more arrogant than a Michelin chef, ran toward them.

Being handsome and attractive, his looks were of a typical European–blonde hair with blue eyes as well as a tall and muscular physique.

“Ah! Lyn, you’re here.”

He wanted to give Ashlyn an enthusiastic French hug.

Suddenly, a hand firmly grabbed him by the shoulders. “She doesn’t like having physical interaction with outsiders.”

Brimming with tears, his shoulder ached from the firm grip that felt like steel tongs.

Howard stared at him in shock. “Who are you? Lyn and I have always been the best of friends!”

“That’s enough. Howard, go and cook the dishes, okay?”

Ashlyn patted Howard’s back to comfort him.

The blonde man with blue eyes felt wronged. “Lyn, he is so violent. I want to protect my human rights! I will definitely sue him!”

coldly. “Go back to the kitchen.

him, the manager hurried over and dragged him away. “Chef Howard, let’s go. Ms.

“Okay.”

Howard was still indignant.

is breaking into pieces. Lyn does not favor me

he has some defects when it comes to communication skills.” Ashlyn glanced

So many influential people have tried to meet him but he declined all their requests.” Winsor nodded. “But

wrong with his brain at first sight. He seems to be a five-year-old intellectually. The

moment, the waiters started serving the

saw Ashlyn, they were very courteous toward her. Although the Imperial Hotel was known for its excellent service, it was apparent that the waiters were extra passionate to

that radiated from their bones could be seen

they were giving Ashlyn special

as if they

used to this kind of situation because Tinsor, Blair, and Naomi had been treating Ashlyn

let me know if you need anything else.” Upon serving the last dish, the waiter

may leave