My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 410

Ashlyn did not pay him any mind as she was long used to this by now. She would stay here tonight so she would not have to book a hotel room. The matter she was here for was tomorrow anyway.

Besides, it was a lot more beautiful and comfortable here than a hotel.

After a moment of watching random programs on the TV, she grew bored.

Her gaze drifted toward Lucas. His side profile was incredibly attractive, especially now with the dim lighting softening the normally harsh features of his face. His dark eyes were focused on his laptop screen while his lips were tightly pursed in concentration. It made for a very alluring sight.

Inexplicably, desire flared to life in her, and she had the sudden urge to kiss his lips.

It should be a crime to look this seductive and alluring. Gah! Restrain yourself, Ashlyn! He may look ravishing, but he’s a narcissistic, arrogant, mean, and domineering jerk! You mustn’t be seduced by his charms! There are plenty of better other men out there.

With much effort, she managed to force herself to turn her attention back on the TV.

Her lips twitched as she mentally berated herself for having such a strange impulse toward Lucas, of all men.

Just then, Lilian came over with a cup of coffee with a sweet smile ever-present on her face. “Mr. Nolan, here’s your coffee.”

The smell of coffee wafted into his nose, and Lucas raised his eyes to glance at Ashlyn. He moved his eyes pointedly in a gesture for her to take it.

at how he seemed to be ordering her around with a superior air. However, the fact that she was technically leeching off his hospitality now and even got to enjoy such

out to take the coffee from Lilian. “Thank

her sharp eyes, she saw how a vicious glint flashed through the servant’s eyes. Despite that, the smile on

any better, she would have

she took a sip of the

It was incredibly sweet.

like Lilian doesn’t know Lucas’ preferences at all. He doesn’t like sweet things, especially

enjoyed it more when

did as long as it

did not matter if it was her cooking, the coffee she made, or even a glass of lemon juice,

cheek softly, the silky feeling a

swatted his hand away in irritation. “Don’t touch

she stood up to head for the kitchen. She was not doing this for him; she was only doing this because Lilian’s coffee was just too disgustingly sweet,

with disappointment as Lucas focused back

expressions on the other woman’s face but did not

expected was for the servant to follow her to the kitchen. “Ms. Berry, why does Mr.