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.

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

down and cast shadows on her

tie her hair up. Perhaps

hands

with that.” His husky voice

stopped beating for a

her and gathered her long hair

her hair. Et voilà—a simple, low ponytail was

Lucas had often helped to tie

enough not

they were married, so she didn’t mind intimate actions

the man did that to her, her heart that had just

meals every day. Why don’t you move back home?” As Ashlyn cast

mighty man’s plea seemed somehow

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

was in the kitchen, his aura was

Ashlyn collected her senses and

carrots? Spiced eggplant

his guess. “Oh? How

smirked and a hint of delight sparkled

sat at the dining table and waited for Ashlyn to finish