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?”

to get suspicious, but he knew that any attempt to extort information from her

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the airport in

the woman beside him and

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

for the whole afternoon and ended up sleeping through the entire

mind was

sent a message to Jared, telling him to investigate the poison from the NN Terrorist Group. I wonder

Bentley after disembarking the

but she forced herself to stay awake as

is in possession of three types of 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

stared at his message

system… paralysis… for

can’t let myself turn into

take for the poison to take effect? Will I die soon,

energy into taking care of Ashlyn after

wrong? Did

something from

bad feeling about