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 it and started drying the

and dried his hair with the

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

groaned inwardly

like an ordinary

does this even look

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Ashlyn put the hairdryer away.

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

smiled, bending over to kiss the

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

cook here is no worse at it than I am.” Ashlyn

entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been replenished in the refrigerator, Mrs.

smiled in

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 of

it was either too salty

food was too troublesome, and Western food was

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