My Extraordinary Wife

I haven’t heard of this term of address since forever.

Lucas was intimidatingly towering over her as he stood in front of her.

He took a deep breath and forced the urge to teach her a lesson away.

“Louis dotes on you. He hasn’t had his dinner yet as well. Why don’t you cook us some pasta?”

Louis did not know what was going on between the two, but he sensed the tension in the air.

Forcing a smile to her face, Ashlyn looked at the concerned butler and inquired, “Louis, have you had your dinner?”

Louis glanced at Lucas. Naturally, he would stand on Lucas’ side. It’s obvious that Mr. Nolan wants to keep her here.

Flashing her a smile, Louis answered, “No, no. I miss Mrs. Nolan’s cooking!”

Hearing that, Ashlyn went straight to the kitchen. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.

Louis had always been nice to her, and he had taken care of her in the past.

She was a woman who repaid kindness with kindness, and grudges with revenge.

Therefore, she would not do anything that would hurt him.

Lucas slumped on the sofa as he lost himself in his train of thoughts. Every other woman listens to me better than Ashlyn does. All of them are cuter than Ashlyn is. Why am I doing this to myself?

His bespoke suit jacket was unbuttoned, and so was the top two buttons of his inner black shirt. It revealed his seductive collarbones and a hint of his chest.

The spot he had taken up on the sofa allowed him to see the woman who was busying herself in the kitchen.

Without any thoughts of hiding his gaze, he stared at Ashlyn.

He did not want to miss out on any expressions she made.

The man’s piercing gaze made Ashlyn frown. It made her stiffened up while she cooked.

I’ve already agreed to make him dinner. What else does this man want?

Abruptly, the man stood up and took off his jacket.

He then strode to the kitchen.

His eyes were like a spider web as she found herself caught in them.

Curling his lips, Lucas offered, “I’ll wash the vegetables.”

Rolling up his sleeves, his muscular forearms were shown, and his skin glowed under the kitchen lights.

He tilted his head slightly to the side to see the woman’s beautiful face as she focused on cooking the pasta.

She even added two poached eggs.

Lucas’ halted his actions and quietly watched her.

“I want two myself.” His deep voice echoed in the kitchen.

Ashlyn raised her head to see the man’s handsome features becoming more defined in the kitchen’s warm light.

“Aren’t you afraid of choking from eating so much?”

“I’m hungry.” The man replied nonchalantly.

Thus, Ashlyn cracked another egg into the pot.

When the pasta was almost done, she added more onions into the pot.

Soon, two plates of pasta were served.

One of the plates had two poached eggs on it.

When Louis saw the eggs, he could not help but smile.

Mrs. Nolan’s still biased toward him.

Does this mean that Mr. and Mrs. Nolan will get back together again? Louis thought as he ate his pasta.

When Ashlyn glanced at Lucas, she realized that he had finished everything on the plate, including the sauce.

She wondered if this man had been starved to death in his past life.

“I’ve got to go home now.”

However, Lucas grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the stairs. “Time to sleep.”

Ashlyn briefly struggled before she raised her hand, about to strike hard at Lucas.

The man stopped her and uttered firmly, “If you fight with me, it won’t end well for either of us.”

Ashlyn could feel the coldness seeping into her soles from the polished floor as Lucas gazed at her. The corner of his lips curled upward. “Honey, are you trying to test my strength? I’m afraid you won’t be able to take it.”