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.

work. Kiss me and I’ll

with him at such

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

“How insincere.”

twitched, indicating her to kiss

“Don’t

man suddenly came closer again, pressing his

breathed heavily, his chest heaving

he reluctantly let

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

flight with someone else? What does he

into business with O’Brien and Reedman

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

insides were about to fall apart from being manhandled by

covered in hickeys, breathing in the whiff of

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

their pants with a lewd smile, O’Brien squeezing Megan’s thigh. “Don’t worry. The award today will be yours once we see X’s