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.

me and I’ll let you go,” Lucas said, clamping

don’t wanna get into an argument with him at

had no other

“How insincere.”

twitched, indicating her to kiss

“Don’t

suddenly came closer again, pressing his lips against

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

these words, he reluctantly let go of

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

insist on changing his flight with someone else? What does

getting into business with O’Brien and Reedman

her way in order to secure two

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

fall apart from being manhandled

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

voice, she said, “Gentlemen, I’ve already sent someone to drug X’s lounge. As soon as X walks in, you two will be able to see her face under the mask and do whatever you want to

O’Brien squeezing Megan’s thigh. “Don’t worry. The award today will be yours once we