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.

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

drooped down and cast shadows

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

wiped his hands and took

His husky voice rang behind her

beating for a moment

the scrunchie from her and gathered her long hair together before tying them

made two loops to secure her hair. Et

Lucas had often helped to tie her

skillful enough not

she didn’t

that to her, her heart that had just calmed down

love to have you cook my meals every day. Why don’t

high and mighty man’s plea seemed

Lucas had suddenly lost

he was in the kitchen, his aura

her senses and replied,

with roasted carrots? Spiced eggplant quinoa

her brows at his guess. “Oh? How do

of delight sparkled in his eyes.

table and waited for Ashlyn