My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 464

Chapter 464

Hurricanes had formed in Lucas’ eyes as he held her tightly.

By now, Ashlyn had closed her eyes as she hugged him instinctively. His proximity to her made it feel as though she was embracing a block of ice, midsummer; she never wanted to let go.

The temperature in the room seemed to be increasing.

At the most crucial moment, Ashlyn abruptly pushed herself away from the man who was immersed in his feelings of lust.

Lucas narrowed his eyes. When he looked at Ashlyn, she felt as though an elephant was standing atop her chest. “What’s wrong?”

With a flushed face, Ashlyn grabbed the box of condoms by the bedside table, throwing it at him. “Use this.”

“You’re asking me to use this?” Lucas felt humiliated.

Whenever he did the deed with Ashlyn, he was always the one who ensured that he did not spill any in her. After all, pills were too harmful to her, and he did not have any plans to make his children illegitimate, seeing as they were divorced.

However, he preferred enjoying the activity without anything on.

Is she insinuating that I’m not good at this? Is that why she’s asking me to use this?

At the man’s furious expression, Ashlyn muttered, “I’ve never known how this thing feels like. Why don’t we try it?”

Ashlyn was cursed. What if I manage to pass it on to Lucas?

Hence, the best solution was to stop it, from passing over to him.

Ashlyn was still wearing her transparent gloves; her palms were the central point of the parasite.

She had a parasitic worm in her, and she would pass it on to the man, especially if she were to engage in intimate activities with him.

Hence…

Upon hearing her words, Lucas fell silent.

However, he answered her with his actions.

He tore the packaging open.

*

By the time Lucas awoke, it was already the next morning.

He looked at his surroundings and found that the room was a mess. In other words, what had happened last night was wild.

He stood up to discover scratch marks all over his chest.

The man’s lips curled. She’s like a feral kitten.

He pulled the blanket away, got down from the bed, and entered the bathroom. There was no sign of Ashlyn.

She’d left?

Upon realizing her absence, a dangerous glint flashed across Lucas’ eyes.

In a frigid tone, he cursed, “Damn it!”

He had wanted to interrogate her, but he had ended up losing his rationality during their intimacy instead.

The woman had dodged a bullet again.

Meanwhile, Ashlyn had arrived in the hospital.

No matter how much vitality she had, she was still tired from last night’s vigorous activities. As of now, her waist was aching.

She raised her hand to massage her waist as she instructed the doctors and nurses, “I am sure that everyone is well-aware of Mr. Haddock’s current condition. Let us prepare for the surgery right away.”

“Okay.”

“Dr. Berry, are you not feeling well?” The Director of Surgery asked in concern.

“Huh? No.” Ashlyn shook her head. “Don’t worry about it.”

With that, she left the meeting room, his medical records clasped in her hands.

At the doorway of the office.

A man dressed in black had a gloomy look upon his face. Behind him was an elegant woman in her thirties.

It was Dixon and Sienna.

Sienna stared in surprise at Ashlyn, who strode forward purposefully. The latter had a thin waist and a perky bottom. Her perfect, tall figure could not be concealed, even when she was wearing a pair of white shoes and a loose white coat.

her facial features were soft and delicate. The most striking feature was her bright eyes that were gleaming. She appeared both apathetic and cool.

The end of her brows was slightly arched—she did not have the same thin brows that most women had.

Surprisingly, her brows did not visibly contrast against her other features; instead, they blended flawlessly together.

This was the first time that Sienna had seen Ashlyn in her doctor’s coat.

Despite the lack of makeup on her face, Ashlyn still appeared divine, even while she was dressed in a plain white coat.

Ashlyn took steps to approach, sweeping her gaze across the pair. “Mr. Haddock. Ms. Oates.”

“When is my dad going in for surgery?” Dixon sounded indifferent, as though he was asking of the medical condition of a stranger.

Sienna was quietly watching Dixon beside him. She realized that the man was expressionless while he was talking to Ashlyn.