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.”

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

the towel aside and dried

and

groaned inwardly once

look like an ordinary

this even look like

hairdryer away. “How’s pasta

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

Ashlyn smiled, bending over to kiss the man’s lips. “You’ll like it; I

of not being able to eat Mrs. Nolan’s food from now on is a

it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged him and said coyly, “Let me go. I’m

Ashlyn putting on an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all

Ashlyn smiled

that he was a foodie and a picky eater, which was a headache to

was either too salty or too sweet; or

food was too troublesome, and

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