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!”

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

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jowl firmly in one hand. She had her eyes locked onto his, and imposingly she uttered, “Lucas Nolan! Wake up, now! Listen to me! I am

clearly feel the fury that was emanating from him. It was menacing, but

with a calm front, but her hands would not stop trembling, betraying what

strength of ten oxen as he was a disciplined combat specialist that had never once skimped

body would not be able to withstand another one of his pushes. In the rampant state that he was in, Lucas might accidentally kill Ashlyn

at her to

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

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