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.

you want to get back to work. Kiss me and I’ll let you go,” Lucas said, clamping his arms

an argument with him at

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

“How insincere.”

twitched, indicating her to kiss

narrowed her eyes. “Don’t push

suddenly came closer again,

man breathed heavily, his chest heaving as he said, “I’ll

reluctantly let go

the door, and dashed off, as though someone

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

with O’Brien and Reedman in her

really gone out her way in order to secure two votes from these 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 any

of that, Megan’s insides were about to fall apart from being manhandled by two tall

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

lounge. As soon as X walks in, you two will be able

smile, O’Brien squeezing Megan’s thigh. “Don’t worry. The award today