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.”

down in front of her. She naturally took it and started drying the

aside and

and the whirring of the

inwardly

really look like an ordinary loving

look like we’re about to

done.” Ashlyn put the hairdryer

lay on his side on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes. “Can

over to kiss the man’s lips.

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

no worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn

an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been

Ashlyn smiled

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

complain that it was either too salty or too sweet; or too spicy or too

troublesome, and Western food

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