My Extraordinary Wife

All the dishes looked decent to him.

Out of habit, he tried the noodles first. “Not bad.”

He picked up a piece of beef and took a bite.

His movements were controlled, graceful, and pleasant to look at, as though he was born to be noble.

Ashlyn grinned and dug in.

She did not take off the rubber gloves she had been wearing, which made Lucas frown. “Why aren’t you taking your gloves off?”

She never wears gloves when she cooks…

Something feels off…

Ashlyn glanced at her gloves and answered, “I’m going to wash the dishes later, so I’ll just keep them on for the moment.”

“You don’t have to,” Lucas said, dabbing at the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief. “We have maids for a reason.”

Ashlyn grinned. “I like it. How about that?”

that any attempt to extort information from her would be

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airport in the middle

woman beside him and

eyes as her muddled brain struggled to make sense of the situation. “Let’s

had been feeling fatigued for the whole afternoon

after waking up, her mind

to Jared, telling him to investigate the poison from the NN Terrorist Group. I wonder if he’s

Bentley

she forced herself to stay awake as she took out her phone to

incurable poison. Since the skin at the point where the poison entered your body is turning black, I’m going to guess that it’s the Backtrack Poison. It will hijack your nervous system and turn back your mental age to that

at his message

system…

myself turn into a

How long does it take for the poison to take effect? Will I die soon,

into taking care of Ashlyn after dealing with Lilian’s death. He could tell

Did

something

bad feeling about