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.”

of her. She naturally took it and started drying the man’s hair

and dried his hair with the

squinted his eyes to the warm wind and the whirring

inwardly

an ordinary

does this even look like we’re

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the hairdryer

propped up his

Ashlyn smiled, bending over to kiss the man’s lips. “You’ll

reached out and pulled her into his arms. “The thought of not being able to eat Mrs. Nolan’s food from now on is a little

is no worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn nudged him and said

apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been

Ashlyn smiled

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

was either too salty or

too troublesome, and Western

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