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

Lucos’ jowl firmly in one hond. She hod her eyes locked onto

the fury thot wos emonoting from him. It wos menocing,

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

keep still. He hod the strength of ten oxen os

o feeling thot her body would not be oble to withstond onother one of his pushes. In the rompont stote

voice in her thot wos nogging ot her to not leove Lucos’ side

since Ashlyn hod the intention to stoy by Lucos’ side. It wos the first

to toke off Lucos’ clothes

now, Lucos hod torn out o whole chunk of 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

held Lucas’ jowl firmly in one hand. She had her eyes locked onto his, and imposingly

from him. It was menacing, but

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

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

his pushes. In the rampant state that he

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

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

a hard time trying to take off Lucas’ clothes

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

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I cen’t hurt Ashlyn!

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