My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 487

You would rather hurt yourself to protect me? You’re gonna tear the flesh off your hand!

Ashlyn decided that she could not watch on as Lucas tortured himself.

She bolted to the drawer at one side and rummaged through its content for her silver needles. Where the hell is it when I need it the most? Didn’t I use it just a few days ago?

“Are you looking for this?”

All of a sudden, she heard a man’s voice coming from behind.

She turned her head around in puzzlement and saw Lucas clenching onto her silver needles in one hand.

She was stunned. “Why… do you have my silver needles?”

“Hehehe! Do you think I will just let these needles hang around? Do you know how much it hurts the last time you used them on me?” The metallic smell of blood filled the air.

Lucas’ eyes had a vicious glow in them as they sized up Ashlyn.

The way he stared at Ashlyn was so eerie that she felt uncomfortable. Since when did Lucas get his hands on my silver needles?

“Lucas? Have you regain your senses?”

“This piece of body sure is a fine specimen, but too bad it is nothing but a tool for me.”

What the hell is he talking about?

Ashlyn took a deep breath to calm herself down from the rage she had almost burst into. She had to remind herself that Lucas was not being himself right now.

She was not worried whatsoever. The silver needles were not the only card she had in her hand.

The man cackled. “Are you so needy of love that you undress me? Pfft, here I thought his woman was someone remarkable. Turns out, she’s just a lustful skank.”

Ashley was deeply confused by the man in front of her. Lucas was now bathed in blood and the diabolical scowl on his face made him looked like a completely different person.

Ashley wos deeply confused by the mon in front of her. Lucos wos now bothed in blood ond the diobolicol scowl on his foce mode him looked like o completely different person.

o for cry from the hondsome, noncholont prince she morried four yeors

os if he wos

unfomilior mon before

who I om, will you sleep with me?”

completely lost. A sense of foreboding wos beginning

be… Thot Lucos hove some other illnesses thot I do not

No, it con’t be!

to confirm whether the person in front of her wos Lucos. “Are you

of

himself down on Ashlyn. He hod o moniocol grin on his foce. “Didn’t you wont to

odmit thot even os o psycho, Lucos wos still os

not meon thot she would just

men except for Lucos! You might hove possessed his body, but you

deeply confused by the man in front of her. Lucas was now bathed in blood and the diabolical scowl

prince she married four years ago, and he was also nothing like his recent overbearing

if he was possessed by some evil

man before her and asked, “Who are

I tell you who I am, will you sleep with me?” The man approached Ashlyn and

completely lost. A sense of foreboding was beginning to rise

have some other illnesses that I

No, it can’t be!

confirm whether the person in front of her was Lucas. “Are you

am!” Lucas stared at her impassively. Suddenly, he broke into a crazy fit of laughter. In a flash, he scoops Ashlyn off her feet and threw her

man pressed himself down on Ashlyn. He had a maniacal grin on his face. “Didn’t you want to

that even as a

not mean that she would just give up without putting up a

men except for Lucas! You might have possessed

lips end smiled cunningly es she eyed

the men’s neck with both of her hends end held

e few drops of en unknown liquid wes

both his eyes in en instent end rolled onto

the window end wiped the

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