My Extraordinary Wife

It was a weird sight that Lucas, despite being a rich and noble man, showed up on a commoner’s street where the night market was held.

He was so out of place that everyone was basically staring at him when he passed them by.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on the meat skewers on the table.

Ashlyn, Harrison, and Anderson had already put down their phones at the moment.

Each of them was grabbing a meat skewer and devouring it.

There was also a bowl of spicy chicken pasta sitting in front of each of them.

Just a glance at the chilly oil on the pasta was enough for anyone to tell how spicy it was.

There was plenty of chili powder sprinkled on the meat skewers, too.

Ashlyn could feel someone staring straight at her. When she raised her head, her eyes were met with Lucas’.

as she lifted a meat skewer and aimed it at

was a distant look in his eyes as he stared back at

why he got off the car since he had made the decision to

sitting in such a busy and

offer emotionlessly. He changed his

brought Spencer over to the

was pretty small and could only fit Ashlyn

fit two more men who had long legs. Both of them

bright. When she thought about how Lucas destroyed a washbasin at the club a couple of days ago, her eyes subconsciously drifted to

a wound

formed on

me in the

was enjoying the meat skewers of the night market a

a lamb skewer and ate it. The lamb was grilled to crispy perfection. To his surprise, it was made even

she makes indiscriminately. Now he’s changed. He’ll eat anything and enjoy it as long as she’s eating it too because it

food for three people on the table, so it

had to ask Harrison to order more food. “Order some beef skewers, grilled sausages, potato spirals, and

went to find the