My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 287

Spencer glanced at the tuckered out Ashlyn and swallowed. “Mr. Nolan, there’s still some food left in the kitchen. I’ll go get it now.”

He had gone to a five-star hotel to order takeout for the food.

“No need.” Lucas was not feeling particularly hungry at the moment. To him, everything looked bland and tasteless if it was not Ashlyn’s cooking.

As such, he did not mind not eating. However, there was no way he would condone her not eating as well.

He patted her cheek lightly, urging, “Honey, you should eat something.”

The delicious smell of food wafted into her nostrils. Ashlyn’s eyelids fluttered before she opened them slowly. It took but a second for her to realize she was still in Lucas’ arms with her back pressed to his solid chest.

Before she could move, he had already moved a bowl of dumplings toward her. Scooping up a spoonful of the broth, he brought it to her lips.

“This is broth made from Silkie chickens. It’s supposed to be really nutritious and good for you.”

She opened her mouth obediently and swallowed the broth. The warm liquid slipped down her throat, settling in her empty stomach and making her feel better.

With one hand wrapped around her waist, he used his other hand to feed her.

beastly man that had pinned her

she started to eat, the hand around her

smacked the naughty hand in irritation. “Could you be a

you have the energy to hit me, maybe we should engage in other activities?” He stroked her kiss-swollen

down on his finger hard. She could feel how her teeth broke his skin before warm

all, he merely stared

his finger. “Are you stupid?

as you’re happy,” he

critically before levelling a commanding gaze on her. “My finger’s injured.

Ashlyn was speechless.

this upon myself, didn’t I? That sly

reason, anything that passed through her hands seemed to

she picked up the

caught his attention and held it. In a low voice, he insisted, “Don’t use a

“Don’t

me,” he

had bitten him earlier. He had not protested or moved to resist

of something undecipherable in