My Extraordinary Wife

Ashlyn remained fast asleep, much to his surprise.

Lucas frowned and stroked her cheek gently. “Honey?”

Why is she still asleep?

Is she really that tired after the flight?

Something’s definitely wrong…

Suddenly, Spencer’s phone rang. “Yes… Alright, understood. I’ll convey this information to Mr. Nolan.”

Lucas stiffened. “What happened?”

“It’s Lilian, Mr. Nolan,” Spencer answered. “The butler just informed me that her autopsy report is ready. She had smeared a lethal amount of backtrack poison on her body that acted up quickly. The shot you fired simply sped up the process. This poison is developed by the NN Terrorist Group and reduces the mental state of the victim to that of a toddler.”

Lucas’s eyes glinted dangerously. “Backtrack poison from the NN Terrorist Group? How is she connected to such a dangerous organization? Tell them to look into this matter immediately.”

“Yes, Mr. Nolan.”

Lucas picked Ashlyn up bridal style and lifted her out of the car.

After setting her down on the bed back home, he went straight for the bathroom.

Ashlyn woke up after a while to the sound of water rushing from the bathroom. She blinked a few times before realizing she was back at Whitland Villa.

spots danced

fell asleep

to find the cure…there’s no telling how long I have before I turn into

at her rapidly-darkening

can’t stay here any longer… I’ll poison Lucas

a message to Jared: I’m at Whitland Villa. Come and pick me

the time Lucas emerged from the bathroom,

her when a small piece

it

darkened as his

Why are you leaving?

through so much, and you’re

How dare you!

*

along the roads

awake, her voice growing lower and lower with

go to the office,”

genuinely concerned for her. She went

won’t die,” Ashlyn drawled sleepily. Forcing her eyes open, she continued, “Tell everyone to get

“Yes, Boss!”

arrived at the Centennial Healthcare pharmaceutical research center

already at

nocturnal ones were scoffing at them. “Boss is going to scold you