My Extraordinary Wife

Ashlyn scanned the room, soon realizing that this was the bedroom she had once slept in for the past four years.

Did Lucas bring me back here?

Memories started flooding back to her.

The powerful masked man and the incredibly jealous Lucas…

Ashlyn’s head began to hurt.

Her body felt refreshed, but the soreness reminded her of the times she had slept with Lucas in the past.

Did we just do it again?

The answer was obvious.

Yet, why does Lucas look so grim as always?

Ashlyn sat up and wanted to speak, only to realize that her throat didn’t allow her to.

With a frown, she scanned the room and noticed a glass of water on the bedside table.

She gulped the water down immediately.

The feeling of the fluids flowing down her dry throat was akin to having a river in the middle of a desert.

gulped down her water, Lucas had already stubbed out his cigar. He opened the glass door and walked in, gazing down

had a light

four years of marriage, Ashlyn

was the first

felt puzzled, Lucas spoke up in a clear

lip. “One more

with water, and handed it back to

leaned over, the scent of tobacco from his breath fell on Ashlyn’s

as she took the

drinking, she couldn’t help but

pupils looked especially gloomy as the light shone on his dashing,

his eyes that could

began to hurt as she felt something warm

Crap! I’m early again.

had always been irregular ever since she had been infected

down and instinctively

strong hands, Lucas firmly grabbed her shoulders

do you think you’re going?” the

grew frantic. It’s flowing out even

fluid oozing

down if she didn’t hurry

of me,” Ashlyn insisted. “I have to use the

really just going to the bathroom?” Lucas glared at her with his hawk-like eyes, causing her to tense up