My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 107

Ashlyn responded with a snort. Just because he said he hasn’t been bitten by any dogs before doesn’t mean it’s true. He really likes biting people.

“Really,” Lucas said displeasingly.

“Roger that, Captain Nolan,” Ashlyn said nonchalantly.

Lucas looked into her almond eyes and found traces of disdain, displeasure, and impatience.

Yet he found her fair facial features beautiful and captivating. Every now and then, she exuded a sense of confidence and independence, attracting the gaze of people around her.

Lucas was enchanted by her, but he held himself back.

His sexy thin lips curved upwards slightly, and his dark eyes gleamed with desire.

He slid his hand into her smooth hair again and said, “Good girl.”

He articulated those two words in a cold and serious tone, but there was also a hint of affection.

The corners of Ashlyn’s eyes twitched.

She looked at the neurotic man who had been staring at her all this while, and the frustration and annoyance in her heart started to melt. She saw pleasure on his almost perfect face.

As she stared at the corners of Lucas’s lips, she thought to herself, Damn it.

Since we got divorced, he has only been hostile and aggressive like a lunatic. Now, all of a sudden, he knows how to smile?

call him a rabid

Smiling doesn’t suit him.

what Ashlyn thought, her heart started to race when she saw Lucas’s swelling

slapped him a little

He bit my face, and I slapped him back. Well, we’re

was driving in the front seat, found the physical altercation

then said,

Ashlyn was in the car, her attention had been fixed on Lucas the whole time. It was

had driven them

about his earlier promise to

again. “Lucas,

and Whitland Villa was closer to the bar,” Lucas answered coldly. “You lived here

tensed up

to?” Lucas said with a frown as he

carefully examined every trace of expression on Ashlyn’s

silence made him feel slightly

really likes to lose

really felt like slapping him on the other side of

Lucas,”

he heard her answer, and he glared at her

at each other; neither party was willing to

“It’s already past midnight, Mr. Nolan…you

you want

to go home and