My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas) novel Chapter 393

Chapter 393

He was afraid of her having a Spirogyra attack, so he had made up his mind that he must regularly help her with it, even if she resisted or hated him. The best way to help her was to do the most intimate thing with her.

This was what Lucas had been planning to do after he and Jared summed up the patterns of her Spirogyra attack.

During the past four years, the Spirogyra attack was episodic. After the divorce, the frequency and number of the attacks began to increase.

This showed that Ashlyn’s body could not leave him at all.

On one hand, he hoped that Ashlyn could be healthy. On the other hand, he secretly felt a little proud that she was inseparable from him.

He was even shamefully glad that Ashlyn had asked him, and not another man, to get married to her at that time.

The thought of other men having an RH negative blood type irritated him and made his blood boil.

No matter who it is that wants to steal Ashlyn away from me, I’ll ruin him! No one can ever try to steal her away from me.

Lucas made up his mind and began to attack Ashlyn wildly.

There was only a simple wardrobe and a single bed in the small lounge. It had now become the breeding ground for the irresistible lust between Lucas and Ashlyn.

Feeling a little out of breath, Ashlyn got carried away as her mind turned blank.

The hot air from the man’s breathing brushed against her face. She opened her eyes to see the man above her, with his chest bulging under his black shirt. The only thing that stood between their bodies now was the fabric of their clothes.

She could clearly feel the wild masculinity exuding from him.

Lucas raised his eyebrows. “Be good, Honey...”

His Adam’s apple happened to be right in front of Ashlyn’s eyes.

It bobbed up and down as he spoke, looking extremely sexy.

She parted her lips to speak, trying to keep calm. “I still have to work. Get off me!”

“How stubborn. Your body is clearly enjoying it.”

With his chest heaving slightly, Lucas looked at her perfect figure under her white coat, as something in his blood gushed over him.

Feeling as though his throat was on fire, he said in a husky voice, “I’ve locked the door, Honey!”

After speaking, he leaned in to kiss her again.