My Extraordinary Wife

It seemingly took all of Ashlyn’s energy to say that.

After screaming, she lay in bed unmoving, as though she had passed out once again.

Lucas stared at Ashlyn’s pale face, his eyes narrowing.

What did she just say?

She was calling out to me!

She’s waiting for me.

His heart pounded wildly; it was about to leap out of his chest.

Unable to control himself any longer, he pressed his lips against Ashlyn’s.

An indescribable wave of passion filled the room.

Two hours later, Lucas walked into the bathroom, all drenched in sweat.

regulated, and her cheeks were no longer red. All that remained were the traces

back

in his arms, cleaned her up briefly, and

bedsheets

sheets were completely soaked, just like when her Spirogyra flared up at Bayview

understand any of this back then, but he

really no

his phone and

in New York, Sinclair was fast

he furiously grabbed his phone. “You’d better have a good reason for calling,

else what?” An icy voice cut him off

though someone had splashed a bucket of cold water over him, and his tiredness quickly faded away. “Is that you, Lucas? What’s going on? Did your

frosty as usual. “There’s something I

thought it only existed in medical records. I never expected it

the Spirogyra?” Lucas’ eyes

his woman aside and sat up. “I may be a specialist in the field of psychology, Lucas, but I’ve also heard of certain rare diseases. I once read about this parasite, but there seems to

who can help me.” Lucas stood lazily by the window,

outside the window, seemingly beating down on