My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 1069

Chapter 1069 The Effect Of Spirogyra

Before Ashlyn could react, Lucas' hot breath rushed toward her and brushed past her cheeks.

Her heart trembled, and she felt as if the blood in her entire body was about to boil. This... She felt embarrassed.

This man doesn't do anything, so why do I suddenly feel anxious and short of breath and my heart pounding like a drum?

That familiar feeling from the time when the effect from Spirogyra kicked in suddenly surged into her mind like crazy. She felt miserable.

Could it be... After such a long time without it kicking in, is it happening again?

Before she even had the chance to feel annoyed and frustrated, her hands instinctively wrapped around the man's slender neck. Then, it was as if her body was almost beyond her control. She felt as if she was bewitched and she leaned forward to offer him her lips. Just then, a sudden knock on the door interrupted them. Ashlyn stiffened.

Lucas tried to control his rapid breathing and gently pushed her onto the couch.

"Be good, listen to me. I'll go open the door."

Ashlyn's face flushed bright red, and the rosy hue made her look like a delicate rose just beginning to bloom. Lucas opened the door to the suite, only to see a waiter from the hotel standing outside. The waiter pushed a small cart and stepped inside.

"Please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, just call me. I'll be right outside the door." Lucas' gaze darkened, with a faint flicker of flame dancing within. His voice was so hoarse it barely sounded normal. "There's no need for that. You may leave."

"All right. Enjoy your meal." The waiter nodded and then stepped out. Upon turning his head, Lucas suddenly realized that the beautiful woman on the couch had disappeared. He raised an eyebrow and strode toward the bedroom. As soon as he stepped in, he heard the sound of water splashing and it was coming from the bathroom. Ashlyn stood under the showerhead with the water gushing out as she attempted to extinguish the turbulent torment within her body with cold water.

However, it seemed like everything was in vain.

"Honey, what are you doing?"

"Taking a shower." Ashlyn spoke irritably.

Is he dumb? After hearing the sound of water, isn't it obvious that I'm taking a shower?

"So, are you deliberately trying to seduce me?" The man's voice carried a hint of playful tease. Ashlyn glanced at him.

"Narcissism is a sickness. It needs treatment." She was very hungry. Therefore, she walked straight to the small cart and raised her eyebrows. Upon noticing that she was really hungry, Lucas' lips curved upward and he extended his well-defined large palms to take the dishes off the small cart. The man was quite handsome. Even when he was simply serving dishes, his movements were exceptionally elegant and charming. Moreover, he was only wearing a black shirt. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up and they revealed slender yet strong forearms. The muscular lines of his arms were very defined and beautiful.

When he was serving the dishes, he exerted force with his upper arms. It caused the muscles to bulge slightly and slightly lifted the shirt on his upper arms. He looked exceptionally wild and seductive. Upon witnessing the scene, Ashlyn's cheeks flushed slightly, and her heart raced.

I can't take it anymore...

The feeling was too intense, and she was struggling to maintain control. Lucas carefully arranged the dishes. As he looked up, he saw Ashlyn standing there.

Meanwhile, her deep, captivating eyes were fixed on him. Her expression looked as if she was trying to endure something and hold herself back. Thus, he could not help but frown. Then, he reached out to grab her arm as he said, "What's the matter?"

Ashlyn's face turned red-hot as she shook off his hand.

"It's nothing. Let's eat, I'm hungry."

She quickly sat down and picked up a piece of mushroom pot roast with her fork. The dishes that Lucas ordered were mostly Chanaean cuisine. As Ashlyn enjoyed Chanaean cuisine, she took a bite of the dishes before taking a bite of the oatmeal porridge. Everything tasted exceptionally delicious.

Lucas did not order anything like steak, and it seemed like everything was catered to Ashlyn's preferences. Ashlyn lowered her head and tightened her grip on the fork.

"The taste is not bad."

"Aren't you going to coax me?" Lucas suddenly asked. Ashlyn was taken aback.

"You're not a three-year-old child."

"I'm both angry and jealous, yet you don't even have any reaction." The man looked at her leisurely.

Is this man acting coquettishly? Ashlyn raised her eyebrows and her bright eyes flickered.

In the end, when she met the man's deep gaze, a wave of heat instantly surged in her heart.