My extraordinary wife novel (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.”

sat down in front of her. She naturally took it and started

towel aside and dried his

eyes to the warm wind and the whirring of the hairdryer, like a lazy

groaned inwardly

really look like an ordinary

look like we’re about to

Ashlyn put the hairdryer away. “How’s pasta

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

the man’s lips. “You’ll like it; I assure

pulled her into his arms. “The thought of not being able to eat Mrs. Nolan’s food from

it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged

an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been replenished

Ashlyn smiled in

the man’s appetite best, and that he was a foodie and a picky

salty or too sweet; or too spicy or too

too troublesome, and Western food was too

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