My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 268

The temperature of the coffee was different, and so was the fragrance. It was a cup of coffee vastly different from the one he preferred.

This is definitely not Ashlyn’s work.

That’s not how her coffee tastes like.

The breakfast doesn’t taste like anything she usually makes.

The realization made a cold look crawl into the man’s eyes, and the look would have frozen the cup of coffee if it could.

“Lucas, I made sausages too. Do you want to try it?”

Enduring the soreness of her body, Hera smiled as she carried a tray toward the dining table.

She had not noticed the changes in her surroundings nor the tension in the atmosphere.

“Who gave you the permission to enter my house? And even the kitchen to cook?” In Lucas’ cold tone was intense displeasure.

His gloomy expression made Hera’s smile freeze. He’s not happy? When she received Lucas’ message early in the morning, she hurriedly dragged her sore body over to make breakfast for him, but he seemed unhappy about it.

a message, telling me to come over and make breakfast for you? You’ve even given me your house address…” Hera found herself barely able to breathe as he questioned

are? I never sent anyone to send you a message nor ask you to come to my house. Don’t do insignificant things.” Lucas coldly uttered. How free and scheming

think that my impression of her will change just because

Lucas, my love for you is sincere!” She had been busy since morning. Not only did she not get anything in return, but he also even rejected her ruthlessly. Tears escaped from her eyes as she looked at Lucas with a deep frown on her

mumbled, “You can

prepared.” Lucas chuckled in a low

close to

table, upset. Her hands were still gripping tight

it wasn’t Lucas who sent me this,

trying to

in this house, and only one woman can be here. I don’t

for years. He would not

incident

but here she is acting for sympathy. Who does she think she

she think that she’s the lady of the

How ridiculous!

down the stairs, she saw Hera,

her brows and glanced at Lucas, who was seated at

food on the table, but the