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 it and

towel aside and dried his hair with

squinted his eyes to the warm wind and the whirring

inwardly once

really look like an ordinary

does this even look like we’re

hairdryer away. “How’s

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

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

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

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

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

Ashlyn smiled

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

salty or

food was too troublesome, and

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