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.

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

get into an argument with him at such a place, lest people look

no other choice

“How insincere.”

lips twitched, indicating her to

eyes. “Don’t

finished, the man suddenly came closer

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

he reluctantly

door, and dashed off, as though someone was chasing her

insist on changing his flight with someone

getting into business with O’Brien and Reedman in

had really gone out her way in order to

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

because of that, Megan’s insides were about to fall

hickeys, breathing in the whiff of lust in

walks in, you

up and put on their pants with a lewd smile, O’Brien squeezing Megan’s thigh. “Don’t worry. The award today will be yours once