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.”

and sat down in front of her. She naturally took it and started drying the man’s

the towel aside and

warm wind and the whirring of

inwardly once

an ordinary loving

this even look like we’re about

hairdryer away.

his side on the bed and propped up his jaw, staring

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

reached out and pulled her into his arms. “The thought of not being able to eat Mrs. Nolan’s food

here is no worse at it than I am.”

putting on an apron and entering the kitchen, Louis, the butler, was all smiles. “The ingredients have been replenished

smiled in

Lucas for many years. He knew the man’s appetite best, and that he was a foodie and a

would always complain that it was either too salty or too sweet; or too spicy or

was too troublesome, and

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