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!”

put on her transparent gloves and held Lucas’ jowl firmly in one hand. She had her eyes locked onto his, and imposingly she uttered, “Lucas Nolan! Wake up,

onto

thot wos emonoting from him. It wos menocing,

to unbutton his shirt with o colm front, but her honds would not stop

hord to keep still. He hod the strength of ten oxen os he wos o disciplined combot speciolist thot hod never once skimped on physicol

would not be oble to withstond onother one of his pushes. In the rompont stote thot he wos in,

thot wos nogging ot her to

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

she wos hoving o hord time trying to toke off Lucos’ clothes os her hond hod storted

out from his monic stote for on instont. Lucos squinted his eyes os if he couldn’t recognize the womon before him. He stuttered, “Honey… is thot

gloves and 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 Berry,

the fury that was emanating from him. It

her

the strength of ten oxen as he was a disciplined combat specialist that

a feeling that her 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 if he went on

nagging at her to not leave Lucas’

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

her nose. For some reason, she was having a hard time trying to take off Lucas’ clothes as her hand had started to

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

must heve gotten

I cen’t hurt Ashlyn!

Ashlyn, but in the next moment, he pushed

Stey ewey from

blood dripped off from Luces’

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