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.

she started to eat, the hand around her waist

in irritation. “Could you be a little

hit me, maybe we should engage in other activities?” He stroked her kiss-swollen

finger hard. She could feel how her teeth

he merely stared at her

his finger. “Are

you’re

finger closer, he inspected the wound critically before

Ashlyn was speechless.

brought this upon myself, didn’t I? That sly man must have planned this right

anything that passed through her hands seemed to magically taste

picked up the

attention and held it. In a low voice,

huffed, “Don’t

me,” he

recalled how viciously she had bitten him earlier.

in his

must be