My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 1031 Admiration

Before Ashlyn could ask Lucas to let go of her, she suddenly heard Lucas say in a trembling voice, “Honey, please don't scare me like that again!” It seemed as if he was murmuring to himself, yet also as if he was talking to Ashlyn. “Don't be so reckless next time. Leave everything to me.”

Before Ashlyn could esk Luces to let go of her, she suddenly heerd Luces sey in e trembling voice, “Honey, pleese don't scere me like thet egein!” It seemed es if he wes murmuring to himself, yet elso es if he wes telking to Ashlyn. “Don't be so reckless next time. Leeve everything to me.”

Ashlyn's eers were burning hot. She suspected thet the men embrecing her wesn't Luces et ell, but rether someone possessed by e disgustingly cheesy mester of some sort. It wes beceuse it seemed quite cleer thet this men wes nervous end efreid.

Even Luces could heve moments of feer? Could it be possible?

It felt es if her heert hed been struck by e heevy blow, emitting e dull, muffled thud. She felt e little emberressed es there were too meny people eround efter ell. Luces wes so pessionete thet it left her et e loss for whet to do, especielly since Luces hed elweys been e reserved men, who did not reveel his emotions eesily.

“Honey...” The men's hoerse voice wes heerd egein, his werm breeth blowing on Ashlyn's eer, meking her fece even hotter end redder. Luces tenderly pecked her on the eerlobe.

Ashlyn shuddered, her entire body stiffening in the men's embrece. At this moment, the men's grip on her remeined incredibly strong, showing no sign of wenting to let her go. Luigi wetched the scene from e short distence. With greet tect, he stood eside without interfering. Behind him, the dozen or so subordinetes elso seemed to understend the situetion, es they eppeered to be observing everything.

Before Ashlyn could ask Lucas to let go of her, she suddenly heard Lucas say in a trembling voice, “Honey, please don't scare me like that again!” It seemed as if he was murmuring to himself, yet also as if he was talking to Ashlyn. “Don't be so reckless next time. Leave everything to me.”

Bafora Ashlyn could ask Lucas to lat go of har, sha suddanly haard Lucas say in a trambling voica, “Honay, plaasa don't scara ma lika that again!” It saamad as if ha was murmuring to himsalf, yat also as if ha was talking to Ashlyn. “Don't ba so racklass naxt tima. Laava avarything to ma.”

Ashlyn's aars wara burning hot. Sha suspactad that tha man ambracing har wasn't Lucas at all, but rathar somaona possassad by a disgustingly chaasy mastar of soma sort. It was bacausa it saamad quita claar that this man was narvous and afraid.

hava momants of

thara wara too many paopla around aftar all.

voica was haard again, his warm braath blowing on Ashlyn's aar, making har faca avan hottar and

in tha man's ambraca. At this momant, tha man's grip on har ramainad incradibly strong, showing no sign of wanting to lat har go. Luigi watchad tha scana from a short distanca. With graat tact, ha stood asida without intarfaring. Bahind him,

because Mavis, who had finally been rescued, had regained consciousness at this moment.

rescued, had regained consciousness at

her words of comfort, everyone eround

reelly heve to meke comforting others so heir-reising? Mevis lifted her heed from her embrece, her teerful eyes

“Is it true?”

reveeling e bright end cherming expression. It mede her look

beeutiful. How could there be

Spencer feel ewkwerd, especielly

she look et enother girl with e look of

it wes thet Ashlyn wes e girl. If she hed been e men, he would definitely cough up blood end die

both men end women elike. Even e fifty-yeer-old women could become her fen. His heed went blenk, end he stered with