My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 454

Chapter 454

Ashlyn remained fast asleep, much to his surprise.

Lucas frowned and stroked her cheek gently. “Honey?”

Why is she still asleep?

Is she really that tired after the flight?

Something’s definitely wrong...

Suddenly, Spencer’s phone rang. “Yes... Alright, understood. I’ll convey this information to Mr. Nolan.”

Lucas stiffened. “What happened?”

“It’s Lilian, Mr. Nolan,” Spencer answered. “The butler just informed me that her autopsy report is ready. She had smeared a lethal amount of backtrack poison on her body that acted up quickly. The shot you fired simply sped up the process. This poison is developed by the NN Terrorist Group and reduces the mental state of the victim to that of a toddler.”

Lucas’s eyes glinted dangerously. “Backtrack poison from the NN Terrorist Group? How is she connected to such a dangerous organization? Tell them to look into this matter immediately.”

“Yes, Mr. Nolan.”

Lucas picked Ashlyn up bridal style and lifted her out of the car.

After setting her down on the bed back home, he went straight for the bathroom.

Ashlyn woke up after a while to the sound of water rushing from the bathroom. She blinked a few times before realizing she was back at Whitland Villa.

She sat up slowly as spots danced across her vision, rubbing her throbbing forehead.

Goodness, I fell asleep again?

I need to find the cure...there’s no telling how long I have before I turn into a vegetable!

Ashlyn looked at her rapidly-darkening palm.

I can’t stay here any longer... I’ll poison Lucas as well...

a message to Jared: I’m at Whitland Villa.

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look for her when a small piece of paper on the bedside table caught his

handwriting, it read: I

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Why are you leaving?

through so much, and

How dare you!

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