Ashlyn stared at him blankly, “Where are we going?”

“We’re going home,” he said as he carried her bridal style and made their way out.

The Lamborghini sped all the way back to the manor.

Lucas opened the door, carried her down the car, and took big strides towards the bedroom.

“Take a rest first. I’ll prepare your bath,” he said. Then, he folded his sleeves and went to the bathroom.

Ashlyn’s body still felt limp as she lay on the bed.

The sound of running water from the bathroom could be heard.

Her tense emotions instantly relaxed.

When Lucas came out of the bathroom, he noticed she was fast asleep.

The blazer draped on her shoulder fell to the floor and revealed her crumpled dress. It was torn at the hem and ripped at the collar, showing bruises on her snow-white skin.

He couldn’t imagine the torture she had suffered.

She was drugged!

Someone actually dare to drug my woman?

person must have a death

Fashion Week

was lost in thoughts

turned the

deeply as she couldn’t wrap her head around

What happened?

a low voice,

told Megan everything she

say? She defeated

in the world?! This was completely

award and

turned out this

Megan almost fainted.

spiraling

thought, How could Ashlyn be so

she escape from it unscathed? Does she have

In the manor.

up from a well-rested sleep, it was five o’clock in

she was wearing a set of

he sat on the sofa in the room. He

the after-effects of the

of dizziness

to say something when she heard him say, “Are

hearing his question, she realized she was indeed ravenous, “Yes, I’m hungry. Is there anything to

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