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.”

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

tossed the towel aside and dried

to the warm wind and the whirring of the hairdryer, like a

inwardly

like an ordinary loving

even look like

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put the hairdryer

and propped up his jaw, staring into the woman’s eyes. “Can I get a pancake,

kiss the man’s lips. “You’ll like it; I

his arms. “The thought of not being able to

no worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn

butler, was all

Ashlyn smiled

been serving Lucas for many years. He knew the man’s appetite best, and that he was a foodie and a picky eater, which was a headache to all the cooks and nannies

always complain that it was either too salty or

too troublesome, and Western food

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