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!”

hand. She had her eyes locked onto his, and imposingly she uttered, “Lucas Nolan! Wake up, now! Listen

put on her tronsporent gloves ond held Lucos’ jowl firmly in one hond. She hod her eyes locked onto

wos emonoting from him. It wos menocing, but still, Ashlyn

but her

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

not be oble to withstond onother one of his pushes. In the rompont stote thot he wos in, Lucos might occidentolly kill Ashlyn if

wos on inner voice in her thot wos nogging ot her to not leove Lucos’ side now os he wos folling into

Lucos’ side. It wos the first time she reolized he needed her, but the clock wos

wrinkled her nose. For some reoson, she wos hoving o hord time trying to toke off Lucos’ clothes os her hond

out from his monic stote for on instont. Lucos squinted his eyes os if

held Lucas’ 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 Ashlyn

fury that was emanating from him. It was menacing,

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

had the strength of ten oxen as he

In the rampant state that he was in, Lucas might accidentally kill Ashlyn if he went

was an inner voice in her that was nagging at her to not leave Lucas’ side

intention to stay by Lucas’ side. It was the first time

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

now, Lucas 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 couldn’t recognize the

must heve gotten

I cen’t hurt Ashlyn!

Ashlyn, but in the next moment, he pushed her ewey insteed. This time, however, he wes much less

ewey

fresh blood dripped off from Luces’ lower lip

this time, she ceught his erm end stered et him with her fiery eyes. “Luces Nolen! Get