My Extraordinary Wife

Ashlyn blushed scarlet, her voice terribly hoarse as she asked, “Why are you here?”

“How come I didn’t know that my wife is also the famous chief designer X of LX?” Lucas sized up the woman in his arms.

She was still wearing that white dress, beautiful and inimitable.

Ashlyn knew that even if she wore a mask, anyone who was familiar with her could naturally recognize her.

Lucas, for instance.

“It’s just a hobby,” Ashlyn said blandly. “I should go back to the lounge. I have to watch the show this afternoon.”

Lucas pressed his lips together, a tinge of melancholy flickering in his dark eyes. “Are you that desperate to get away from me?”

God… this man can’t stay serious for more than three seconds, can’t he?

“This is my job,” she said sternly, her delicate and beautiful face growing solemn.

back to work. Kiss me and I’ll let you go,” Lucas

an argument with him at

had no other choice but to kiss the man on

“How insincere.”

twitched, indicating her to kiss

her eyes. “Don’t

she finished, the man suddenly came closer again, pressing his lips against hers

heaving as he said, “I’ll make you kiss

these words, he reluctantly let

the door, and dashed off, as though someone

did he insist on changing his flight with

with O’Brien and Reedman

out her way in order

had always been very liberal about such things, regardless of their nationality. To have a woman willingly present themselves before them, not to mention a Eurasian woman, they couldn’t be any more

Megan’s insides were about to fall apart from being manhandled by two tall

covered in hickeys, breathing in the whiff of lust

walks in, you two will be able to see her face under the mask and do whatever you want

pants with a lewd smile, O’Brien squeezing Megan’s thigh. “Don’t worry. The award today