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 pursed lips, which were painted

drooped down and

suddenly removed the scrunchie from her wrist and was about to tie

his hands and took

you with that.” His husky voice

for a moment as

gathered her long hair

two loops to secure her hair. Et voilà—a

their divorce, Lucas had often helped

he was skillful enough not to

they were married, so she didn’t

her heart that had just

tying your hair. I also miss your cooking. I’d love to have you cook my meals every day. Why don’t you move back home?” As Ashlyn cast her gaze downward without a

high and mighty man’s plea seemed somehow

up and met his gaze. Lucas had suddenly lost his

if he was in the kitchen, his aura

senses and replied,

carrots? Spiced eggplant

brows at his guess.

delight sparkled

at the dining table and waited for Ashlyn to finish