My One In A Million Wife

My One In A Million Wife [Ashlyn And Lucas] Chapter 7

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 7

Ashlyn got up with a stretch, her stomach rumbling.

She was just about to get out of bed when she heard the bathroom door being pulled open with a clatter.

The man came out with a white towel wrapping around his waist, exposing his eight packs that were shaped like a bar of chocolate.

This man was so perfect that one could find nothing to cavil about, even his body.

“Aren’t you flying today?” She blinked at him wonderingly.

“I’m flying tonight,” Lucas said, ruffling his wet hair with a towel. “Take your time to find a house. There’s no rush to move out.”

Ashlyn regretted lying about finding a house last night.

There was no easy way out now.

She could only nod with a smile. “My husband is still the best.”

handed her the towel and sat down in front of her. She naturally took it and

the towel aside and dried his

eyes to the warm wind and the whirring of the hairdryer, like a lazy

inwardly once

like an ordinary loving

does this even look like

Ashlyn put the hairdryer

on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes. “Can I get a

the man’s lips. “You’ll

her into his arms. “The thought of not being able to eat Mrs.

at it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged him and

putting on an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler,

Ashlyn smiled in

had been serving Lucas for many years. He knew the man’s appetite best, and that he was a foodie and a picky eater, which was a headache to all the cooks and nannies of the

complain that it was either too salty or

and Western food

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