My Extraordinary Wife

When did he change? She mused.

Soon, Lucas turned increasingly impatient as his breathing turned uneven. He became demanding and aggressive.

Ashlyn gave him a mighty push and ran her fingers through her hair. “Don’t you want lunch?”

Her voice was raspy while her cheeks were as red as tantalizing cherries.

Lucas leaned on the wall and bent his legs casually as he gazed at a blushing Ashlyn.

It was as if time had reversed to four years ago, and she was still that young and shy young lady.

His lips curved up in a smirk. “I wanna devour you.”

“Wash the vegetables!” Ashlyn stuffed the leafy greens into his hands exasperatedly.

She couldn’t help but blush as her heart pounded faster against her chest.

As she looked down, her hair fell from her shoulders and covered part of her features.

Lucas turned on the tap and started washing the vegetables.

When he was done, he turned and saw her chopping the other vegetables deftly.

her dainty nose and trailed down to her pursed lips, which were painted ruby red. She

and cast

the scrunchie from her wrist and was about to tie her hair up. Perhaps her

his hands and

that.” His husky voice

heart stopped beating for a moment

gathered her long hair together before

made two loops to secure her hair. Et voilà—a

divorce, Lucas had often helped to tie her

enough not

then, they were married, so she

her heart

I’d love to have you cook my meals every day. Why don’t you move back home?” As Ashlyn cast her gaze downward

high and mighty man’s plea

his gaze. Lucas had suddenly lost his oppressive demeanor.

in the kitchen, his

her senses and replied,

with roasted carrots? Spiced eggplant quinoa

at his guess. “Oh? How

hint of delight sparkled in

and waited for Ashlyn to