My Extraordinary Wife

Ashlyn then cleaned the cut on Lucas’ finger.

Spencer extended his neck to sneak a peek. Ooh!

The cut was at least three centimeters long, and it looked so deep that Lucas’ skin and flesh were both protruding outwards. Mr. Nolan, did you need to be that cruel? Even to your own finger?

“Do you honestly think that your finger is the beef?” scolded Ashlyn as she wrapped his finger up, “Don’t let water get into it!”

Ashlyn stood up after she dealt with the cut. Her beautiful face was fuming, and she glared at the man on the sofa.

Cutting the beef gracefully was fake, and his charms were a ruse as well. That man is nothing but an idiot in the kitchen!

Lucas sat there without saying a word. He remained quiet as she tended to his wound.

His dark eyes burned as he stared at Ashlyn without looking away.

It felt as if she would flee if he even blinked.

Ashlyn hated that feeling.

She felt like a prey that had been targeted by a hunter. She was locked in, and there was no escape.

Ashlyn didn’t say anything else. She simply turned and walked into the kitchen, before slamming the door shut.

that the man

Spencer was utterly speechless.

Yet, you are still so happy that you are grinning. Are you

Inspiration suddenly hit Spencer!

Is this all a part of your

felt like a third-wheel, so he made up an excuse

an hour before she finally got all

for were there, and as a bonus, she also cooked

looked amazing

realized that there weren’t any vegetables after she

she thought about how Lucas’ finger was injured, so she turned her head to get Spencer over. That was when she saw that Lucas was sitting alone on the sofa and staring out the window.

“Where is Mr. White?”

had some

for dinner,” said Ashlyn as she took her

soon as she got out of the kitchen. He asked,

to help carry the dishes out, but he left, so it’s fine,” answered Ashlyn as she

His brown gaze swept to Ashlyn. Wow! My Ashlyn didn’t plan on

to get two bowls of soup out. After that, she went

sat down when

got a few slices of beef and popped them into his mouth. The fragrant of the well-done steak was

intense pleasure that could only be experienced by someone who had endured