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.”

handed her the towel and sat down in front of her. She naturally took

towel aside and dried his hair

and the

inwardly once

like an ordinary loving

does this even look

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the hairdryer away. “How’s pasta

his side on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes.

to kiss the

man suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms. “The thought of not

worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged him and said coyly, “Let

Ashlyn putting on an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been replenished in

Ashlyn smiled

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

either too salty or

troublesome, and Western

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