Read My One in a Million Wife Chapter 7

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 7

Ashlyn got up with a stretch, her stomach rumbling.

She was just about to get out of bed when she heard the bathroom door being pulled open with a clatter.

The man came out with a white towel wrapping around his waist, exposing his eight packs that were shaped like a bar of chocolate.

This man was so perfect that one could find nothing to cavil about, even his body.

“Aren’t you flying today?” She blinked at him wonderingly.

“I’m flying tonight,” Lucas said, ruffling his wet hair with a towel. “Take your time to find a house. There’s no rush to move out.”

Ashlyn regretted lying about finding a house last night.

There was no easy way out now.

She could only nod with a smile. “My husband is still the best.”

in front of her. She naturally took

tossed the towel aside and

squinted his eyes to the warm wind and the whirring of the hairdryer, like a lazy

groaned inwardly

like an

even look like we’re about to

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done.” Ashlyn put the hairdryer away. “How’s pasta

on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring into

bending over to kiss the man’s lips. “You’ll like it;

thought of not being able to eat Mrs. Nolan’s

here is no worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged him and said coyly, “Let me

kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles.

Ashlyn smiled in

appetite best, and that he was a foodie and a picky eater,

too salty or too sweet; or too spicy or too

too troublesome, and Western food

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