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 on

Spencer was utterly speechless.

you were cut, and your blood flushed out. Yet, you are still so happy that you are grinning. Are you

Inspiration suddenly hit Spencer!

just cut yourself on purpose, did you? Is this all a part of your plan to get Ms. Berry to stay? Dang, t-that

so he made up an excuse

in the kitchen for over an hour before she finally

the dishes that Lucas asked for were there, and as a bonus,

looked amazing and smelled

vegetables after she had finished preparing all the

dining table. However, 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. She didn’t even know what

“Where is Mr. White?”

had some errands to

her apron off and

by how that woman called out for Spencer as soon

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

My Ashlyn didn’t plan on making me carry the dishes? D-does that mean that she is worried about

bowls of soup out. After that, she went back

down when she was

them into his mouth. The fragrant of the

intense pleasure that could only