My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 67

Chapter 66

If she took another flight, the pilot would definitely not be able to handle a situation if what happened yesterday were to occur once more. What if something happened to her?

He would only feel relieved if she remained in his line of vision.

"You're so unreasonable." Ashlyn took a deep breath.

From the corners of her eyes, she spotted a familiar figure appear at the entrance of the waiting room. Why is he here?

Before Lucas could react, Ashlyn narrowed her eyes, tiptoed, and kissed the man's sexy lips abruptly.

Lucas was stunned.

We were fighting earlier, but she's kissing me all of a sudden?

A woman's heart sure is incomprehensible.

Men seemed to have a natural instinct to take control when it came to things like this. Grabbing Ashlyn's slender waist in a domineering manner, he deepened the kiss further. Wilson said that Kris had gone to the airport directly.

Jackson's gaze swept across all the travelers in the waiting hall, trying to search for the familiar teenager in his memories.

Yet, despite combing through the entire airport, he could not replace the person.

He even spotted a couple kissing in a public place like this!

Instantly, he felt contemptuous and disgusted.

After searching the airport again and still being unable to replace his target, Jackson felt slightly disappointed.

When he exited the waiting hall gloomily, he met Wilson, who had also rushed over. "Why? Didn't you replace her?"

"Yeah." It was obvious that Jackson was feeling slightly down.

"Forget it. If she wants to see you, she'll naturally appear." Wilson patted Jackson's shoulder in pity.

Glancing at him coldly, Jackson slapped his hand away. "Wilson, don't be happy so soon. One day, I'll replace evidence of your crime and lock you up."

"Hey, can you have more conscience? Is everyone at H Nation so boring and rule-abiding like you? Although we are the Blackhand Mafia, we do legal businesses. Commander Bush, don't think that you can threaten me just because you're from the same country as Kris," uttered Wilson in contempt.

"Hmph!" grunted Jackson coldly. "How is she doing? Is she okay?"

"Yeah. What happened that year almost killed her. I'd always thought that she'd died." A flash of hurt appeared in Wilson's beautiful brown eyes. He did not want to recall that memory again. "Luckily, Heaven was kind on us. After knowing that she's fine, I'm relieved. I wonder how she'd managed to endure these four years." A hint of agony appeared on Jackson's face.

"I want to know too, but she won't tell me." Wilson spread his hands.

Jackson remained silent. He walked to the police car directly, pulled the door open, and entered the car.

At the waiting hall, Ashlyn pushed Lucas away forcefully after Jackson left.

Lucas was still immersed in her familiar scent and sensation of her lips.

Because of this brief kiss, all the frustration and resentment he felt seemed to have disappeared in an instant.

The people around them kept staring at them.

They were similarly good-looking, with a similarly powerful aura. Yet, they seemed so harmonious together, attracting everyone's attention.

The man's face was as cold as ice. He had such a dignified aura that he seemed like a nobleman right out of the Renaissance era. "Why did you push me away?"

Ashlyn glanced at him. "I'm sorry, I exploited you just now. Someone is trying to capture me, so I did that."

Does he have a bipolar personality? He was so furious earlier. Why did he suddenly become so noble and elegant in an instant? How can he switch between these two personalities so naturally? Now, Ashlyn felt that getting a divorce was an extremely wise decision.

In her haste to hide from Jackson, she had no choice but to force a kiss on Lucas.

"Am I just a tool to you?"