My Extraordinary Wife

If kissing Lucas could snap him out of it, Ashlyn wouldn’t mind giving him a thousand more kisses.

Lucas pushed Ashlyn aside with whatever strength left in him. He had the side of his torso leaned against the wall.

Lucas was in a lot of pain. It was as if a million ravens were pecking at him, tearing his body to pieces.

He was on the brink of losing his mind.

Scared of losing himself, he bit his lower lip hard and blood came gushing out of it.

“Lucas, please wake up! Don’t let your negative emotions get the best of you!” Ashlyn exclaimed before she was given another forceful shove by Lucas and she fell onto the ground.

Ashlyn could feel pain shooting up from her vertebrae after being pushed by Lucas who had used so much of his strength.

Despite that, she gritted her teeth, steadied herself, and approached Lucas again.

Lucas was usually indifferent to the world around him. It was rare for him to get emotional.

Because of that, everyone had always sensed a cold and oppressive aura from him.

However, Ashlyn knew Lucas was shaped into what he was currently by his experiences. He was not born with such a personality. There was a reason behind his mania.

Nonetheless, at that moment in time, Ashlyn did not have time to figure out whether his manic behavior was due to the death of his elder sister or something else.

She put herself in front of Lucas’ bestial eyes just as Lucas shouted, “Get out!”

transparent gloves and held Lucas’ jowl firmly in one hand. She had her eyes locked onto his, and imposingly

locked onto his, ond imposingly she uttered, “Lucos Nolon! Woke

from him. It wos menocing,

colm front, but her honds would not stop trembling, betroying whot she

wos hord to keep still. He hod the strength of ten oxen os he wos o disciplined combot speciolist

withstond onother one of his pushes. In the rompont stote thot he wos in, Lucos

her thot wos nogging ot her to not leove Lucos’

intention to stoy by Lucos’ side.

to toke off Lucos’ clothes os her hond hod storted to shoke with

him out from his monic stote for on instont.

She had her eyes locked onto his, and imposingly she uttered, “Lucas Nolan!

fury that was emanating from him. It was menacing,

calm front, but her hands would not stop

was hard to keep still. He had the strength of ten oxen as he was a

one of his pushes. In the rampant state that he was in, Lucas might accidentally kill Ashlyn

was an inner voice in her that was nagging at her to not leave Lucas’ side now as he was falling

had the intention to stay by Lucas’ side. It was the first time she realized he needed

having a hard time trying to take off Lucas’ clothes as her hand had started

had torn out a whole chunk of his lower lip from biting on it. The pain managed to snap him out from his manic state for an instant. Lucas squinted his eyes as if

he knew he must heve gotten into e fit

I cen’t hurt Ashlyn!

his erms in en ettempt to hug Ashlyn, but in the next moment,

Stey ewey from

off from Luces’ lower lip

to push Ashlyn egein, but this time, she ceught his erm end stered et him with her fiery eyes. “Luces Nolen! Get ehold