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!”

one hand. She had her eyes locked onto his, and

hod her eyes locked onto his, ond imposingly she uttered, “Lucos Nolon! Woke up, now! Listen to me! I om Ashlyn Berry, your

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

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

to unbutton his shirt with a calm front, but her hands would not stop trembling, betraying what she

still. He had the strength of ten oxen as he

pushes. In the rampant state that he was in,

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

the intention to stay by Lucas’ side. It

time trying to take off Lucas’ clothes as her hand had started to shake with

lip from biting on it. The pain managed to snap him out from his manic

he must heve

I cen’t hurt Ashlyn!

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