My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 371

Chapter 371

A tall and frigid Lucas slumped onto the soft bed.

The moment he sat down, he noticed the red stain on the bedsheet.

Dammit. I just changed it.

Ashlyn opened the cabinet inside the bathroom. She always placed a few tampons inside there before divorcing Lucas, and there was a special section in the wardrobe closet for all her other sanitary products.

She didn’t know if the man had thrown them out after the divorce.

Upon seeing two tampons inside the bathroom cabinet, Ashlyn breathed a sigh of relief.

If her lightweight pajamas were in such a state, surely… surely the sheets were all stained too.

That son of a b****!

Ashlyn shut her eyes.

Soon, she walked out of the bathroom to see a mighty president replacing the stained bedsheet with a new one.

Even the act of changing bedsheets looked elegant when a tall, handsome man like Lucas did it.

If there were a camera filming him, the entire scene would look like a commercial.

If it were a still shot, it would be the cover of a magazine.

This man’s looks were beyond description.

However, Ashlyn wasn’t in the mood to admire his face. She caught sight of the stained bedsheet on the floor, picked it up, and was about to take it to the large bathroom outside.

“Put that down,” the man’s icy voice suddenly rang out from behind her.

“I’m going to wash it,” Ashlyn said embarrassingly.

Lucas straightened the sheets on the bed.

Then, he strode over to the woman and grabbed the stained sheet from her. “You shouldn’t do that much work when you’re on your period.”

His actions caught Ashlyn off guard. “I was just going to get some soap…”

And then dump the bedsheet into the washer. Who said I was going to hand-wash it?

What shocked her next was that Lucas opened the bedroom door and carried the bedsheet in the bathroom outside.

What is he doing?

Ashlyn curiously followed him.

Holy!

The man grabbed a bar of soap and began to rub the stain on the bedsheet.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyelashes looking much longer and denser than a woman’s. His high nose bridge looked incredibly attractive and his alluring lips were pursed into a straight line.

He’s actually washing my blood off with his bare hands?

Don’t aristocratic families always find these things about women taboo? They’d always say it was disgusting or a bad omen.

Ashlyn felt her head spin.

The obvious stain on the sheet slowly turned pale.

After a while, the man turned on the tap and gave the bedsheet a rinse.

He then used soap for the second time and rubbed the sheet until it was spot-free before tossing it into the washing machine.

Lucas turned to see a dumbstruck Ashlyn.

Upon meeting the man’s cold gaze, Ashlyn’s chest tightened, and she snapped out of her daze.

“You actually washed that, Lucas? You…”

“It was my first time. I’ll do it only for you,” Lucas replied, sounding frigid and intimidating.

This man always sounded so cold whenever he opened his mouth.

Yet, Ashlyn felt a slight tinge of sweetness in his voice.

Her fair skin looked just like milk under the light and exuded a delectable fragrance.

With a narrow of his eyes, Lucas held the woman by her arms and lifted her.

He pressed Ashlyn against the tiled bathroom wall before she could react.

The tall man leaned over.

Ashlyn couldn’t help but look up, only to see Lucas’ dashing face up close.

His thin, soft lips pressed against hers.

The man grabbed her waist with his large palm, causing her to be narrowly enclosed between the wall and his chest.

His lips continued to ravish her.