My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 689

Chapter 689

Despite being surrounded by so many men in black, Ashlyn did not cower in fear. There was not a hint of weakness in her expressionless face.

Her encouraging gaze sparked a warmth in Blair's heart. He kicked away two men who were rushing toward him and leaped into the air coolly, exuding a powerful aura as if he could take on all the men in the world.

It was utterly beyond Franklin's anticipation that this place would become Blair's battlefield and that his subordinates would end up as Blair's combat dummies.

The young man's movements were agile, and his actions were extremely well-thought-out. One could see that he had been trained by an expert at first glance; he was no random fighter who picked up some skills on the streets.

Franklin knew best how Blair used to be-the latter was simply a failure of a child who would wreak havoc wherever he went.

Yet, he's shielding Ashlyn with his life now. And with such remarkable martial skills at that! What happened to him while I was away?

While the couple was still in shock, Ashlyn grinned and commented, "Mr. Nolan and Mrs. Nolan, I have to thank you for giving Blair the opportunity to engage in real combat. Otherwise, he wouldn't have grown so fast."

Livia stared at Ashlyn coldly. Just as the latter raised her brows to look back at her, the elegant middle-aged woman suddenly lifted her hands to tear her gown at the waist, revealing her long, fair legs and a pair of black safety shorts.

Within the blink of an eye, she leaped into the fray, light as a feather. Her palm was clenched into a paw as she rushed toward Blair.

Since the young man was still wet behind the ears, he could not dodge her attack, thus suffering a blow to the chest from Livia.

He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his white tee.

Ashlyn stepped forward and supported Blair, who kept staggering backward.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine..." said Blair, his face pale as a sheet as he shook his head.

Ashlyn narrowed her eyes, concealing the icy glint that just flashed by.

The next second, her beautiful figure materialized in front of Livia.

Ashlyn moved as quick as lightning. Before Livia and Franklin even noticed it, the young woman had already appeared in front of Livia. Viciously, she aimed at the latter's chest with her palm. Livia did not expect Ashlyn to have such swift movements.

"Mrs. Nolan, you have such impressive skills! Surely, it would shake the entire world if news spread about the madam of the Nolan family being an expert in martial art," remarked Ashlyn in a cold voice. Gritting her teeth, Livia evaded the gust of wind released from Ashlyn's palm strike. She wanted to retaliate but could only barely defend herself under Ashlyn's incessant attacks.

This b*tch! She's actually so good at martial art! I thought she only knew a move or two.

Just as the two ladies were fighting tooth and nail, Ashlyn landed a strong hit on Livia, causing the latter to fly into the air.

Seeing that, Franklin stretched out his arms and caught his wife just before she fell to the ground.

Blood was trickling from the corner of Livia's lips, and she felt a burning pain in her chest.

"Ashlyn Berry, don't even think about being part of our family for the rest of your life!"

"Sorry, but I've already been part of your family, and I do not replace anything particularly appealing about it!"

The slim young woman stood at her spot and retracted her palm. "I did nothing wrong; I didn't kill Claire Nolan, and that's that! No one is allowed to frame me for something that I didn't do." "Your words don't count!" bellowed Livia in a stern voice.

Lifting her brows, Ashlyn replied, "Neither do yours! Also, I taught martial art to my disciple, and I trained him myself. Even if you two are his parents, you're not allowed to scold or humiliate him as you please! You'll have to seek permission from me first if you want to lay a hand on him."

"You'll regret this, Ashlyn!"

Franklin peered at Ashlyn and Blair, who was standing behind her, with a cold gaze. "I'm teaching my son. This is none of your business!"

"He's my disciple. You'll have to go through me first!" There was a hint of impatience in Ashlyn's expression.

She did not want to go on arguing with such an unreasonable couple. Talking to people like them was a useless waste of time.

Hence, she supported Blair to his feet, wanting to get him treated at the nearest nurses' station.