My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 68

“Lucas, we are already divorced. Stop being so curious about me. I have no obligation to answer your question.” Ashlyn finished her wine in a single gulp. Placing the glass down, she stood up and announced, “I’m going back to my room.”

The door to the other bedroom slammed shut.

Lucas frowned slightly, his expression unreadable.

After two minutes, he heard the sound of water flowing from the bedroom.

She was bathing.

When he imagined the image of her alluring body and fair skin, he found that he had become erect.

The sounds of the water flowing stopped after ten minutes.

However, Lucas felt extremely warm and his throat became parched.

Ashlyn’s influence on him was more significant and stronger than he had ever imagined.

He missed her deeply and urgently.

Taking a deep breath, he tossed his phone onto the sofa and decided to take a cold shower.

After bathing, Ashlyn felt a little hungry. She dried her hair and opened the door, preparing to find something to eat in the kitchen.

mobile phone

she walked over to take a look, she realized that it was from

incoming call from Ms.

grabbed the phone and knocked on

carefully, she could hear the sound of water flowing and thought that Lucas

back onto the sofa and headed towards the

few eggs, some tomatoes, and a little bit of meat in the fridge. As they looked quite fresh, the staff must have just placed them in the fridge according

He

cooking was horrendous. Ashlyn did not know how he found the courage

quite amusing to think that a 1.85-meter

probably prepared simple ingredients, because they knew that

fridge and began to cut them into thin slices. Then, she

kept frantically ringing in the living room,

but to walk over again. Again, the

Chapman is

Lucas’ door. A masculine and hoarse voice sounded, “Come

He’s done so soon?

much about it, she pushed the door open to see Lucas wiping his hair. His upper

A few drops of water dripped from his hair, flowing down his chest all the way to the towel around his

feel her cheeks heat up. “Your phone

hands are still wet, so you can help me accept the call first,” responded Lucas, holding a towel in his hands. His hair was wet and disheveled, but it did not affect