My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 367

Chapter 367

Jared barged in while completely drenched. “Is Ashlyn here?”

He had searched the entire Whitland Villa, but he couldn’t find Ashlyn anywhere.

Since she had asked him to come and fetch her, he naturally couldn’t leave on his own.

Jared already checked with the guardhouse; Ashlyn hadn’t left the villa.

“She’s here,” Lucas stated, pursing his lips and staring at Jared coldly.

Jared was brought to the bedroom two minutes later.

His eyes instantly reddened when he saw a pale-looking Ashlyn lying on the huge, soft bed.

The man hurriedly walked over and held Ashlyn’s hand.

Her fluctuating body temperature terrified him.

“You have a very… close relationship with her now; do you know what sickness she has?” Lucas asked, gritting his teeth.

He could only suppress his jealousy if he wanted to find out more about Ashlyn’s condition.

His heart felt as though it was bleeding.

Jared turned and quietly stared at Lucas.

He didn’t know whether to reveal his boss’ secret.

However, the Spirogyra inside the woman was like a ticking bomb.

It could kill her anytime.

Seeing Ashlyn die was the last thing Jared wanted.

I don’t know what Grandpa said to her before he died, but Ashlyn is an older sister to me. She took me to Shadow Way, nurtured me and made me her right-hand man. It’s all thanks to her that I’ve become who I am today.

She let Jonathan do what he wanted to stop him from spiraling into darkness.

She’s always watched over both of us.

It’s probably time I repaid her.

“Have you ever heard of this poison?” Jared’s emotionless voice resonated in the room.

“What?”

Lucas clenched his fists in shock.

He really knows what’s wrong with Ashlyn.

Lucas’ heart was filled with agony. Was he and Ashlyn always meant to be familiar strangers?

He seemed to not know anything about the woman.

“There’s a poison called Spirogyra—perhaps you can call it a parasite too. There isn’t a cure for it. The moment a Spirogyra finds a host, it remains until the host dies. It will torment its host’s willpower and body, and it craves the blood of the opposite sex. It gains its nutrients from the blood that is sweet and rare, which is obtained when a man and a woman engage in the highest level of intimacy.”

Lucas’ face remained frigid and contained not a hint of warmth.

His gaze darkened as he stared at Jared’s expressionless face.

The sharp, agonizing pain returned to his temples, tormenting his nerves.

Lucas suddenly understood why Jared had called him previously.

It was because the Spirogyra had attacked once again and wanted Lucas’ RH negative blood.

The man clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned pale. His heart didn’t hurt as much initially, but he now felt as though it had been completely smashed to pieces; he felt utterly defeated.

It took almost all his energy to respond hoarsely, “So I’m the temporary cure to her Spirogyra, and… The marriage four years ago was just a way for her to delay the effects of the poison?”

Jared continued to stare at him emotionlessly, but this time, a look of pain flashed in the former’s eyes for a brief moment. “Your intelligence truly is astounding, Mr. Nolan. Your encounter with each other at the hospital entrance was no coincidence. It was all perfectly planned out. She was looking for someone to marry and relieve her of her suffering, so she searched and scoured desperately… and finally chose you.”

The room instantly fell silent.

All that could be heard were the sounds of rain from outside the window, as well as Lucas’ heavy breathing.

Feeling despaired, Lucas curled his lips into a faint smile and remarked frostily, “All these years, I thought I was the one in control… Who would’ve thought that everything has actually been in the palm of her hand? She played me well, and now, she’s going to cast me aside. You’re incredible, Ashlyn.”

It’s all nothing but a huge lie.