My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 206

For the four years they were married, they always had a maid at home. Therefore, Lucas and Ashlyn never did any daily chores together.

The indescribable feeling he felt comprised of a strange melancholy and a sense of inexplicable joy.

As long as he was with Ashlyn, his emotions would become more stable while his mood would inadvertently improve.

Ashlyn’s new bed linen had an invigorating style. The quilt cover and bedsheet had a green motive showing a farm dotted with flowers.

It was the opposite of her cold demeanor. In fact, the design made one feel warm and pleasant.

Lucas liked the design very much as it was a reflection of what his current mood was.

Just when Ashlyn was about to sit, she heard him suddenly say, “I’m hungry.”

It was obvious he hadn’t eaten. In fact, that was when she realized that she too was both tired and hungry.

How could she not be hungry after sweating so much and being tortured by the Spirogyra?

“Fine, I’ll cook something for you to eat but you must help me.”

Meanwhile, Jared was anxious.

Ashlyn’s condition was obviously due to the Spirogyra attack.

The last time the Spirogyra attacked, it had almost killed her.

Therefore he had no other choice but to call Lucas and use him as a temporary antidote.

Lucas was already upstairs for almost an hour, and yet Jared had no idea what was going on.

He was extremely worried.

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the Spirogyra cause them to...

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