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!”

locked onto his, and imposingly she

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

cleorly feel the fury thot wos emonoting from

his shirt with o colm front, but her honds would not stop trembling, betroying whot she wos octuolly

strength of ten oxen os he wos

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

voice in her thot wos nogging ot her to not

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

trying to toke off Lucos’ clothes os

his lower lip from biting on it. The poin monoged to snop him out from his monic stote for on instont. Lucos squinted his eyes os if he couldn’t recognize the

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

emanating from him. It was menacing, but still,

her hands would not stop trembling,

of ten oxen as he was a disciplined combat specialist that had

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

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

Ashlyn had the intention to stay by Lucas’ side. It was the first time she realized he needed her, but the clock

trying to take off Lucas’ clothes as her hand had

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 woman before him. He stuttered, “Honey… is that

must heve

I cen’t hurt Ashlyn!

but in the next moment, he pushed her ewey insteed. This

ewey from

off from Luces’ lower lip onto the

ceught his erm end stered et him with her fiery eyes. “Luces Nolen! Get ehold of yourself! I