Lucas felt contented just by looking at her face and encircling her in his arms.

His empty heart was filled to the brim with happiness in an instant.

Before this, he always had the feeling that something was missing; but now, he felt complete as if the missing piece were finally back into place.

He fixed his gaze on Ashlyn’s sleeping face and couldn’t help giving her a light peck on the forehead.

Pulling her closer in his arms, he eventually fell back asleep.

The other day, Ashlyn woke up to find that the sky was bright outside the window.

She quickly got up, frowning slightly after taking a look at her phone; it was already past nine o’clock.

Probably Lucas had turned off her alarm before he left, so that was why she woke up late.

She would wake up feeling grumpy if she failed to have a good night’s sleep the last night.

Being an attentive man, Lucas was well aware of that, and he had his own way of dealing with her morning grumpiness.

He was definitely good husband material, but sadly, they had no feelings for each other.

Ashlyn finished her morning routine and headed downstairs.

Today, she had promised Mr. Field that she would go to the concert hall.

staircase, she

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whole living room

total of nine hundred and ninety-nine red roses in the middle of the

region, which further accentuated

of the roses

air; each of the balloons had a ribbon attached with them that contained a message written

“Good morning, honey!”

wish you all the

them were common

is such

handbags… Today, he is different from his usual self. What’s with the drastic

a swell

wake up to find herself surrounded by a sea of flowers and balloons; no woman could say no to this fairy-tale

at the touch of the finger the moment she caught glimpse of a message on one of the ribbons, which wrote Honey, I want to eat beef

vibe was blown away in

messages on other ribbons. ”Honey, I miss

cream milkshake, especially on

like duck confit

romancing her but was

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