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.

to her pursed lips, which were painted ruby red. She might be chopping vegetables, but she was utterly

and cast shadows on

tie her

hands

you with that.” His husky voice

stopped beating for a moment as her hands

took the scrunchie from her and gathered her long hair together

two loops to secure her hair. Et voilà—a simple,

had often helped to tie

he was skillful enough not to

then, they were married, so she

as the man did that to her, her heart that had just calmed down

day. Why don’t you move back home?” As

mighty man’s plea

gaze. Lucas had suddenly lost his oppressive demeanor. Right now, he was unbelievably

the kitchen, his aura was unmistakably commanding and superior,

Ashlyn collected her senses and replied, “I’m

roasted carrots?

at his guess. “Oh?

sparkled in his eyes. “It’s just

the dining table and