She also cooked some beef stew and salad for lunch.

After everything was prepared, Ashlyn departed to the hospital.

With the thermal food jars in her hands, she went straight to Lucas’ ward.

For some reason, she was a little anxious when she knocked on the door.

The man’s low, deep voice called out, “Come in.”

Only then did she push the door open to see Lucas alone. Spencer was nowhere to be seen.

“The tacos are here. Eat up,” she told him frostily.

Clad in his hospital gown, Lucas sat on his bed with a pillow behind his back.

Even so, there was still an intimidating air about him. His hand was bandaged, but it didn’t seem like he had sustained a severe injury.

As Ashlyn went over to him and placed the thermal food jar on the table, the man gazed at her wordlessly, not wanting to miss out on any of her actions.

Following that, a suffocating silence ensued.

Ashlyn demanded, “Am I a criminal? Why are you looking at me that way?” A hint of displeasure flashed

then, weren’t you afraid that I’d harm you?” Lucas finally parted his lips to pose that

gotten the better of him, and he

Ashlyn managed to turn the tides by

in his head and thought it

undefeatable after training in martial arts for a while. Unexpectedly,

he imagined the

could even hurt their son for their own

stop talking nonsense. Eat up.” Ashlyn dared not look at him.

when Lucas

“I need to go to the

Ashlyn shot him a

go to the restroom,”

Ashlyn scoffed coldly. “Are you suggesting I

his chin but began stroking his forehead. “I feel dizzy.

brows furrowed upon hearing that. She observed his expression dotted with anguish and

heart, she clenched her jaw and said,

help me? I feel

mid-sentence before he could finish talking.

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