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.

and I’ll let you

don’t wanna get into an argument with him at such a place,

be any more unreasonable?! Ashlyn had no other choice but to kiss

“How insincere.”

indicating her to

“Don’t push your luck,

finished, the man suddenly came closer again, pressing

go, the man breathed heavily, his chest heaving as

words, he reluctantly let go of her

pulled open the door, and

did he insist on changing his flight with someone

business with O’Brien and

way in order to secure two votes

woman willingly present themselves before them, not to mention

Megan’s insides were about to fall apart

on the sofa, covered in hickeys, breathing in the whiff of lust in

X walks in, you two

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