My One in a Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 287

Spencer glanced at the tuckered out Ashlyn and swallowed. “Mr. Nolan, there’s still some food left in the kitchen. I’ll go get it now.”

He had gone to a five-star hotel to order takeout for the food.

“No need.” Lucas was not feeling particularly hungry at the moment. To him, everything looked bland and tasteless if it was not Ashlyn’s cooking.

As such, he did not mind not eating. However, there was no way he would condone her not eating as well.

He patted her cheek lightly, urging, “Honey, you should eat something.”

The delicious smell of food wafted into her nostrils. Ashlyn’s eyelids fluttered before she opened them slowly. It took but a second for her to realize she was still in Lucas’ arms with her back pressed to his solid chest.

Before she could move, he had already moved a bowl of dumplings toward her. Scooping up a spoonful of the broth, he brought it to her lips.

“This is broth made from Silkie chickens. It’s supposed to be really nutritious and good for you.”

She opened her mouth obediently and swallowed the broth. The warm liquid slipped down her throat, settling in her empty stomach and making her feel better.

With one hand wrapped around her waist, he used his other hand to feed her.

the beastly man that had pinned her to

the hand around her waist

hand in irritation. “Could

me, maybe we should

feel how her teeth broke his skin before warm

he merely

his passiveness, she released his finger. “Are you

long as you’re happy,” he

wound critically before levelling a

Ashlyn was speechless.

That sly man must have

reason, anything that passed through her hands seemed to magically taste

up the fork

fingers caught his attention and held it. In a low voice,

“Don’t push

bit me,”

her chest as she recalled how viciously she had bitten him earlier. He had not protested

a slight hint of something undecipherable in his eyes. Something