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

she tossed the towel aside and dried

wind and the

inwardly

like an

look like we’re

Ashlyn put the hairdryer away. “How’s pasta for

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

to kiss the man’s lips. “You’ll like

of not being able to eat Mrs. Nolan’s food from now on

am.” Ashlyn nudged him and said coyly,

butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been replenished in the refrigerator, Mrs.

smiled in

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 Nolan

that it was either too salty or too

was too troublesome, and Western food was

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