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.

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

argument with him at

any more unreasonable?! Ashlyn had no other choice but to kiss the man on

“How insincere.”

indicating

“Don’t push

came closer

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

reluctantly let go of her

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

on changing his flight with someone else? What

getting into business with O’Brien and

way in order to secure two votes from these two

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

insides were about to fall

lay on the sofa, covered in hickeys, breathing

to drug X’s lounge. As soon as X walks in,

stood up and put on their pants with a lewd smile, O’Brien squeezing Megan’s thigh.