My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 409

Chapter 409

Grinning, he grabbed her hand, and they walked out of the airport together.

It took more than an hour before Spencer finally stopped the car at their destination.

Exiting the car, Ashlyn found herself standing before a magnificent castle.

The castle was clearly built in the last century or so and still retained its architectural style. There were two rows of female servants lining the path up toward the front doors, with a butler in the lead.

“Good day, Mr. Nolan and Miss.”

The butler was a man in his forties, and he was incredibly polite and formal in his demeanor.

“This is my butler, Rick,” Lucas introduced.

“What are we doing here?” Ashlyn guessed that this must be Lucas’ England manor.

“To inspect the winery,” he glanced at her, “Would you like to taste them with me later?”

A winery? He’s actually using such a beautiful castle as a winery?

She was dumbfounded at the thought.

A majestic castle such as this was normally only reserved for the nobles or aristocratic families. Yet this man is using it to produce wine?

How extravagant!

“This way please, Miss.” The butler respectfully gestured for Ashlyn to enter.

Raising an eyebrow, she stepped past the front doors.

Just like she imagined, the interior of the castle was extravagant, luxurious, and lavishly decorated.

The butler then informed them, “Mr. Nolan, dinner is ready.”

Nodding in acknowledgment, Lucas took Ashlyn’s hand again. “You’re hungry, aren’t you? Let’s eat.”

Running into his woman in London was a pleasant surprise, and one could see that he was visibly delighted to see her.

She raised an eyebrow at the man beside her. “Sure.”

In the dining room.

As they sat down, they were immediately served with exquisitely prepared steak and glasses of red wine. A vase of fresh flowers was placed in the middle of the long table.

From where she was sitting facing the windows, she could see a large field of lavenders.

In the middle of the field of purple, a huge windmill slowly turned in the dying light of dusk.

The overall effect was astoundingly breathtaking and picturesque. She almost felt like she was in a movie.

It seemed like such a crime to use a beautiful place like this for a winery only and not as a home. She was beginning to suspect he had properties all over the world.

Just then, a gentle breeze brought the sweet smell of lavender to her, putting her in a good mood.

She could not help the smile tugging at her lips as she stated, “This place is so beautiful.”

Lucas’ lips also curved upward. “As long as you like it.”

At that moment, a young servant came over with a small bowl of pudding. “Mr. Nolan, this is freshly- made pudding.”

“Set it down,” he ordered.

She placed the bowl down but did not immediately retreat like all the other servants had. Instead, she stood beside him and shot him a sweet smile. “Mr. Nolan, may I ask what else you would like to eat? I can make whatever you like. It’s so rare for you to be back here, sir. Please allow Lilian to serve you properly.”

Her wide eyes sparkled as she stared at Lucas hopefully.

Ashlyn could clearly see the admiration shining in her eyes.

Don’t tell me… this woman likes Lucas? That smile and that expression… it’s clearly the face of a woman regarding the man she likes!

“No need.” Lucas’ face was expressionless as he pushed the pudding toward Ashlyn. “This is for you.”

He knew she loved to eat ice cream, puddings, and other sweet desserts, so he had specifically instructed the kitchen to whip up something for her.

Disappointment and envy coursed through Lilian when she saw how attentive and thoughtful Lucas was acting toward Ashlyn.

Earlier, she had heard from the other servants how Mr. Nolan had brought back a beauty from Eurasia with him.

Now that she had personally witnessed him treating the other woman so kindly, she was utterly heartbroken.

After dinner, Ashlyn curled up on the couch in the living room like a content cat. Her eyes were half- closed as she watched the TV quietly.

Lucas was sitting beside her, as elegant and poised as ever with a laptop propped on his lap, busy with his work.