My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 392

Lucas’ face suddenly clouded over. He lifted her chin to raise her delicate and fair face.

He smirked coldly. “Sooner or later, Ashlyn, you’ll be my wife again.”

He pinched her chin a little harder, his eyes turning cold. “Don’t try to run away from me, Ashlyn. As I said, you can only be my wife for the rest of your life.”

Under his intimidating stance, Ashlyn looked up at him. This man is not only manic but also crazy and delusional.

He still dreams that I will still marry him! Hahaha! What a big joke!

Does he think he’s so awesome and attractive that I will want to marry him again and again?

Dream on!

She smirked and said, with a mocking look on her face, “You sure are a domineering president. Do you really think I will remarry you tomorrow just because you say something so domineering?”

“Do you want to marry someone else, Ashlyn? Is it the masked man? Who on earth is he?” There was a hint of irritability in Lucas’ eyes.

Ashlyn had almost forgotten that this man was an arrogant maniac.

She never knew that her words would provoke him.

do with you? I’ll marry anyone but you,” said Ashlyn irritably. There was no love between them. To put it harshly, they were just taking what they

earth

now in a particularly upset and confused mood. She merely wanted to find out the whereabouts of

have time to argue with

trace of anger, as if it would be let loose and would sweep over

lifted in the air. The man carried her

kicked open the door with a bang and threw

then pressed his body against

firmly in his arms, he managed to restrain her even though she was kicking her legs

angry and punitive manner as if he wanted to

were instantly caught by the man and pinned against the bed on the top

deeper and more

if he wanted to

powerful man,

pieces by the man, leaving strands of fabric

coat was merely a white T-shirt with a pair of blue

around her body, which was curvy and

deeply