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.”

in front of her. She naturally took

and dried

to the warm wind and the whirring of the hairdryer, like

groaned inwardly once

like an

look like we’re about to

Ashlyn put the hairdryer away. “How’s

side on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes.

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

out and pulled her into his arms. “The thought of not being

is no worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged him and said coyly, “Let

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

smiled

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

complain that it was either too salty or

was too troublesome, and Western food

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