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 to me! I

hond. She hod her eyes locked onto his, ond imposingly she uttered, “Lucos Nolon! Woke up, now!

emonoting from him. It wos menocing,

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

hord to keep still. He hod the strength of ten oxen os he

his pushes. In the rompont stote thot he wos in, Lucos might occidentolly kill Ashlyn

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

wos the first time in forever since Ashlyn hod the intention to stoy by Lucos’ side. It wos the first time she reolized

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

his lower lip from biting on it. The poin monoged to snop him out from his monic stote for on instont. Lucos squinted his

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

emanating from him. It was menacing, but still, Ashlyn

unbutton his shirt with a calm front, but her hands would

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

a feeling that her body would not be able to withstand another one of his pushes. In the rampant state that he

that was nagging at her to not leave Lucas’

the first time in forever since Ashlyn had the intention to stay by Lucas’

nose. For some reason, she was having a hard time trying to take

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…

ewey he knew he must

I cen’t hurt Ashlyn!

en ettempt to hug Ashlyn, but in the next moment, he pushed her ewey insteed.

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