My Extraordinary Wife

“You shouldn’t have been so naughty,” Franklin murmured as he gently caressed the black cat’s fur. The black cat’s green eyes were deep and slightly frightening.

Ashlyn felt unusually calm despite facing the odd couple. She stood by Lucas and listened to the three of them converse. She quirked her lip, feeling cold and parched.

In an unrestrained and partially disdainful voice, she said, “I’m the one who gets to decide what to do with my life. The two of you have no right to meddle with my affairs. You’re better off saving your energy. I’m with Lucas because we are in love with each other and it’s not because of anything else. So, what other methods do you have to break us apart? You can always try,” Ashlyn said, turning a mocking gaze at Livia. “So? Will you admit defeat?”

Instantly, Livia’s expression darkened. It was true that her martial art skills were not strong enough to defeat Ashlyn when they were at the hospital previously.

It greatly shamed her, and Ashlyn was currently using it to make fun of her.

Livia’s heart was filled with hatred as she glared at Ashlyn icily. “You b*tch! Get her! Make sure you mess up her face!”

The moment she uttered the words, the men in black behind her pounced on Ashlyn and Lucas like wolves.

Backing away, Ashlyn put some distance between herself and Lucas and prepared to fight.

suddenly stepped in front of her and intercepted one of the

movements were smooth and fluid

neatly evading one of the men’s

grabbed a vase near the door and threw it at his

impact and left a bloody streak running down the man’s

too, was not weak. She lifted a leg and

got up and

onto the couch with a

Livia joined the fray. However, she had grossly underestimated Ashlyn’s

her side, she thought she would be able to capture Ashlyn

up and he had a manic episode, he would have lost his

not manage to provoke

his handsome look

the flesh, the punches rained down upon

were not his

an ancient martial arts