My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 393

He was afraid of her having a Spirogyra attack, so he had made up his mind that he must regularly help her with it, even if she resisted or hated him. The best way to help her was to do the most intimate thing with her.

This was what Lucas had been planning to do after he and Jared summed up the patterns of her Spirogyra attack.

During the past four years, the Spirogyra attack was episodic. After the divorce, the frequency and number of the attacks began to increase.

This showed that Ashlyn’s body could not leave him at all.

On one hand, he hoped that Ashlyn could be healthy. On the other hand, he secretly felt a little proud that she was inseparable from him.

He was even shamefully glad that Ashlyn had asked him, and not another man, to get married to her at that time.

The thought of other men having an RH negative blood type irritated him and made his blood boil.

No matter who it is that wants to steal Ashlyn away from me, I’ll ruin him! No one can ever try to steal her away from me.

Lucas made up his mind and began to attack Ashlyn wildly.

There was only a simple wardrobe and a single bed in the small lounge. It had now become the breeding ground for the irresistible lust between Lucas and Ashlyn.

Feeling a little out of breath, Ashlyn got carried away as her mind turned blank.

breathing brushed against her face. She opened her eyes to see the man above her, with his chest bulging under his black shirt. The only thing that stood between their bodies now was the

could clearly feel the wild masculinity

eyebrows.

apple happened to be right in front of Ashlyn’s

up and down as he

parted her lips to speak, trying to keep calm. “I still

body is clearly enjoying

slightly, Lucas looked at her perfect figure under

he said in

leaned in to kiss her

that it was

scorching passion seemed

slightly, feeling as though

hospital, Penelope ran back to the Berry

house, she saw Mary standing in front of the fish tank and grabbing a handful of fish food to feed

cried out loud and bawled,

all the fish

scrambled for the