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.

Kiss me and I’ll let you go,” Lucas said, clamping his arms around her

into an argument with him

no other choice but to kiss the man on the

“How insincere.”

twitched, indicating

her eyes. “Don’t push your

the man suddenly came closer again, pressing

go, the man breathed heavily, his chest heaving as he said, “I’ll make you

these words, he reluctantly let go of

from his lap, pulled open the door, and dashed off, as though someone was chasing

did he insist on changing his flight with someone else? What does

business with O’Brien and Reedman in

order to secure two

things, regardless of their nationality. To have a woman willingly present themselves before them, not to mention a Eurasian woman, they

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

in hickeys, breathing in the whiff of

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

up and put on their pants with a lewd smile, O’Brien squeezing Megan’s thigh. “Don’t