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

irritation. “Could

to hit me, maybe we should engage in other activities?” He stroked

bit down on his finger hard. She could feel how her teeth broke his skin before warm blood

it all, he merely stared at her

finger. “Are you

long as you’re happy,” he

closer, he inspected the wound critically before levelling a commanding gaze on her. “My finger’s injured.

Ashlyn was speechless.

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

anything that passed through her hands seemed to magically taste better to

up the

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

“Don’t push your

bit me,” he

in her chest as she recalled how viciously she had bitten him earlier. He had not protested or moved to resist

was a slight hint of something undecipherable in his eyes. Something that almost

must be seeing