My extraordinary wife novel (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 815

Chapter 815

Her black hair stuck to her face, which was stained with blood. There was so much blood gushing out that it seemed she was soaking in a puddle of blood.

Lucas couldn't believe his eyes.

My Ashlyn... My Ashlyn...

Tears streamed down his face and mixed with the rain.

His eyes were red as he reached out to open the door. Alas, the door was engulfed in flames.

Without batting an eyelid, Lucas reached out for the door handle and gave it a forceful tug.

The flames immediately crept up his palm.

Slowly, the repugnant scent of charred flesh filled the air.

Everyone else gazed at him incredulously.

Did he just reach into the fire just to open the door?

Blair, Spencer, and the rest were all shocked.

Thud! Lucas tossed the remains of the door aside after he pulled it out from the car.

Ignoring his burned palm, he bent down to pick Ashlyn up.

The temperature in the car was scorching hot. Ashlyn's entire body was burning and aching as though her bones had been crushed.

Her head was also heavy. Slowly, she opened her eyes and saw Lucas' grim expression.

Licking her lips stained with blood, she whispered, "H-Hubby..."

Hearing her familiar voice, Lucas trembled violently. It had been ages since she last called him "Hubby."

After all, she stopped calling him "Hubby" after their divorce.

Tears threatened to spill out of his eyes as he vowed, "Don't worry. I will save you!"

Ashlyn's mind wandered off. Her lips twitched, but nothing came out of her mouth.

No, I don't want to die. I have yet to replace my mother or the person who set this trap up for Lucas and me. I can't die!

Her eyes snapped open without warning.

She forced herself to stay awake. Her eyes were red as blood trickled down her forehead and cheeks.

It was a horrifying sight, for she looked like a ghost who had just climbed out of hell.

Despite being covered with blood, she was still a sight to behold.

She reached out and grabbed Lucas' hand before tightening her grip.

Meanwhile, the temperature in the car soared to its peak.

The vehicle shook as flames and thick black fumes shot into the sky.

"Hold me tight!" Ashlyn used all her might to utter the words.

Having said that, she reached out and flung her arms around Lucas' neck.

Lucas held her waist and pulled her into his arms.

Boom!

The moment she was brought out of the car, the fire spread to her seat through the gap in the door.

Lucas held her tightly and spun on his heels to leave.

Right after he turned around, the car exploded into pieces.

The sky was illuminated by the blazing fire as the car was burned to ashes.

Bits and pieces of the car sprang in all directions and injured those who stood nearby.

The car had exploded.

Fortunately, Lucas managed to save Ashlyn in time.

Otherwise, the consequences would be dire.

Ashlyn lay in Lucas arms and forced her eyelids to open. Realizing how worried he looked, she wanted to assure him that she was all right. However, she was too exhausted.

All she wanted to do was to get some rest.

"Honey? Honey..." Lucas called her anxiously.

Alas, she soon succumbed to her exhaustion and shut her eyes, falling into a deep sleep.

Under Lochlan's lead, a few fire engines finally arrived at the scene.

Clad in his uniform, he strode over and glanced at a seriously wounded Ashlyn and Lucas' burned hands. Feeling bad, he said, "Mr. Nolan, you should head to the hospital as soon as possible." "Yes, Lucas. Let's send Ashlyn to the hospital now!" Blair wiped his tears away and gazed at Lucas earnestly.