My Extraordinary Wife

He had gone to a five-star hotel to order takeout for the food.

“No need.” Lucas was not feeling particularly hungry at the moment. To him, everything looked bland and tasteless if it was not Ashlyn’s cooking.

As such, he did not mind not eating. However, there was no way he would condone her not eating as well.

He patted her cheek lightly, urging, “Honey, you should eat something.”

The delicious smell of food wafted into her nostrils. Ashlyn’s eyelids fluttered before she opened them slowly. It took but a second for her to realize she was still in Lucas’ arms with her back pressed to his solid chest.

Before she could move, he had already moved a bowl of dumplings toward her. Scooping up a spoonful of the broth, he brought it to her lips.

“This is broth made from Silkie chickens. It’s supposed to be really nutritious and good for you.”

She opened her mouth obediently and swallowed the broth. The warm liquid slipped down her throat, settling in her empty stomach and making her feel better.

With one hand wrapped around her waist, he used his other hand to feed her.

This affectionate, considerate man was a stark contrast to the beastly man that had pinned her to the bed and ravaged her.

the hand around her waist began to

irritation.

energy to hit me, maybe we should

second thought, she bit down on his finger hard. She could feel how her teeth broke

he merely

his finger. “Are you stupid? Why didn’t

you’re

inspected the wound critically before levelling a commanding gaze on her. “My

Ashlyn was speechless.

myself, didn’t I? That sly man must have planned

her hands

the fork to

slender, pale fingers caught his attention and held it. In a low voice, he

she huffed, “Don’t push your

bit me,” he

she recalled how viciously she had bitten him earlier. He had not protested or moved

undecipherable in his eyes.

be