My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 230

Ashlyn then cleaned the cut on Lucas’ finger.

Spencer extended his neck to sneak a peek. Ooh!

The cut was at least three centimeters long, and it looked so deep that Lucas’ skin and flesh were both protruding outwards. Mr. Nolan, did you need to be that cruel? Even to your own finger?

“Do you honestly think that your finger is the beef?” scolded Ashlyn as she wrapped his finger up, “Don’t let water get into it!”

Ashlyn stood up after she dealt with the cut. Her beautiful face was fuming, and she glared at the man on the sofa.

Cutting the beef gracefully was fake, and his charms were a ruse as well. That man is nothing but an idiot in the kitchen!

Lucas sat there without saying a word. He remained quiet as she tended to his wound.

His dark eyes burned as he stared at Ashlyn without looking away.

It felt as if she would flee if he even blinked.

Ashlyn hated that feeling.

She felt like a prey that had been targeted by a hunter. She was locked in, and there was no escape.

Ashlyn didn’t say anything else. She simply turned and walked into the kitchen, before slamming the door shut.

man on the

Spencer was utterly speechless.

Nolan, you were cut, and your blood flushed out. Yet, you are still so happy that you are grinning. Are you nuts? You

Inspiration suddenly hit Spencer!

Is this all a part of your plan

suddenly felt like a third-wheel, so

kitchen for over an hour before she finally got all the dishes

there, and as a bonus, she also

amazing and smelled

only realized that there weren’t any vegetables after she had finished

she turned her head to get Spencer over. That was when she saw that Lucas was sitting alone on the sofa and staring out the window.

“Where is Mr. White?”

had some errands

her apron off and carried the dishes out

as soon as she got out of the

he left, so it’s fine,” answered Ashlyn as she

walked to the dining table. His brown gaze swept to Ashlyn. Wow! My Ashlyn didn’t plan on making me carry the dishes? D-does that mean that she is worried about me? Being injured really is the

of soup out. After that, she went back into the kitchen to get

only sat down when she was

of beef and popped them into his mouth. The fragrant of the

kind of intense pleasure that could