My One In A Million Wife

My One In A Million Wife [Ashlyn And Lucas] Chapter 293

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 293

Hooligan!

“Ho…” Tugging at the bedsheet that wrapped her body, Ashlyn walked in front of him unabashedly and was about to leave after picking up the paper box with her bare hands.

However, Lucas suddenly reached out and stopped her wrist with his huge hand. “Leaving just like that?”

“You threw my clothes away so it’s only fair that you make it up with some new ones.” Ashlyn’s almond eyes glimmered coolly.

“You are so boring and unromantic. Which other man apart from me would be interested in you?” Lucas said helplessly.

He relaxed his palm.

Ashlyn’s reply was colder than before. “I’m so sorry, but I don’t think that this is an honor. In fact, it’s a disaster to me.”

Lucas’ heart tingled with pain. As he glared at her somberly, all he wanted to do was to pull her towards him and give her a severe punishment!

However, he held back.

Ashlyn was just not happy, that was it.

She could not believe that she had stooped to allowing Lucas to seduce her for the past few days, and had even followed him everywhere.

From the moment she woke up the sight of Lucas annoyed her.

“What time did you wake up?”

“Nine in the morning.”

“Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“You were so tired yesterday, I thought that it would be better for you to sleep in.”

“Hoho, how caring of you.” Ashlyn sat at the dining table and looked at all the scrumptious food laid before her.

Lucas had asked the restaurant to send the food to them.

She did not stand on ceremony either.

Clearly, Lucas did not eat this kind of food. However, before she could pick up the cutlery, he had already washed his hands and seated himself next to her.

The next thing she knew, he had picked up the utensils elegantly and continued feeding her, picking up from where he had left off last night.

“Honey, open your mouth…”

“This butter roll is quite good, take a bite.” NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“This fruit salad looks really good.”

“The soup is not bad either.”

The domineering captain Lucas was like a househusband who kept serving Ashlyn enthusiastically. He looked like he was really enjoying it.

He seemed to have unlocked a new interest from the night before and was tirelessly continuing to feed her.

Ashlyn ate the food blankly. What is wrong with Lucas?

This was because after he fed Ashlyn, he used the same utensils and began to eat too.

“Are you actually all right with the food here?” Ashlyn asked him confusedly.

“For some reason, everything tastes better when I use the utensils that my honey has used.” He moved elegantly, behaving as if he were at a five-star hotel restaurant.

He enjoyed this intimate feeling with her.

It seemed that food tasted exceptionally better this way too.

“You are sick, go get some treatment.” This was not the first time Ashlyn had said that.

Crazy man!

The crazy captain did not say anything and continued to eat.

I’ve always thought that this type of behavior would only happen in one of those fantasy romance novels.

Who would have thought that there would be someone like this in real life too?

“Do you have dual personalities?”

His face dimmed while he was eating. Instead of being angry, he laughed out loud. “Honey, seems like you are quite invested in me, so why don’t we go to the hospital later for a checkup?”

“No need. Our Captain Nolan is a busy man. Where would he find the time to go to the hospital?” She replied indifferently.

After dinner.

The two of them stepped into the plane to return to Lake City. None of them spoke a single word.

When they arrived at Lake City, it was already evening time.

The sunset spread through the sky, dipping the horizon in a brilliant red glow.

Ashlyn had just gotten off the plane when her phone rang with a series of WhatsApp messages from Jared.

“Boss! Boss! The factory design for the Larsons’ land is out.

“Boss, quick! Take a look! See if there is any problem with it!”

“Boss, this has to do with our company’s future development!”

She had bought that piece of land at a low rate, just to build the new production plant for Centennial Healthcare.