My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 187

Lucas drove quickly, flooring the gas pedal. Soon enough, they were back at Whitland Villa.

By now, Ashlyn was a bit hungry herself. Since Lucas already bought the ingredients, she did not mind making breakfast personally.

After all, nothing could beat the sheer happiness of taking a nap after having a filling meal.

With her mind made, Ashlyn did not object as Lucas led her into the villa.

The sight that met her eyes left her stunned. Inside the living room, a few live crabs were scuttling around here and there, parading about the room as if they owned it.

Seeing someone intrude on their newfound territory, the crabs even scuttled towards Ashlyn quickly, clicking their pincers threateningly.

“Why are you just standing there?” Lucas asked, walking over with his car keys when he saw her stand dumbly at the door.

“Lucas, why the hell didn’t you put them in the sink?” Ashlyn pointed at the freely roaming crabs. It was far too early for a headache. “You know what? I give up. I order you to take care of it.”

to keep herself from nodding off. “Just

to turn back and tell him what he actually needed to do when she saw him tie an apron around his

was a stark contrast to his black button-down shirt and casual

still handsome enough to make the earth

Lucas had already caught most of

handle it. Ashlyn thought

poured the crabs, some oysters, a couple of scallops, and a few squids into the sink. The

squirming seafood before him, feeling

should not have bought seafood. He should have bought beef or mutton instead. As someone who never handled fresh seafood before, he did not have any idea on how

pulled out his phone and started to search the internet for

was finally finished with cleaning all of the seafood,

upstairs to wake Ashlyn

beautiful face was as peaceful as a newborn baby’s. Her

someone nibbling on

like a butterfly spreading its wings. Ashlyn saw the very familiar man holding himself above her, a very distinctive floral-print apron tied around his waist as he gently bit and sucked on her

half-closed, long