My One In A Million Wife (Ashlyn and Lucas)
Chapter 283

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 283

"Don't you all have better to do? What are you still standing around for?"

The frosty voice of Lucas cut through the daze the crew was in.

"Captain Nolan, Ms. Berry, please enjoy your dinner."

"We'll be heading back to our rooms first, Captain.”

With that, the crew slunk away.

Now this was the icy Lucas they were used to. For a moment, they wondered if that man who had stolen the cake off the woman's plate was another man entirely. Jenny did not know how she managed to return to her room.

Her legs felt like lead as she dragged herself along while her heart ached dully in her chest.

The pain was enough to push her to the brink of a mental breakdown.

She clenched her fists tightly, fighting to hold back her tears.

Jealousy, hate, anger, bitterness, everything that was negative welled in her and threatened to swallow her up.

What right does that Ashlyn woman have to Lucas' heart?

Back at the restaurant.

Lucas' eyes were locked on the steak on Ashlyn's plate, a greedy gleam in them.

She had just cut a small bite and brought it to her mouth when she raised her head and noticed the man staring at her. At her steak, to be more precise.

"I want some."

His tone was demanding, like a petulant child asking for a cookie.

Ashlyn was well aware that he was an incredibly picky eater with a poor appetite to boot.

Thus, she pushed her steak toward him. "There, you can have it."

Satisfied, he began to cut up the steak happily, leaving her to shake her head in exasperation.

She got up and prepared to get another portion for herself when he tugged her back down. "You can eat mine."

His eyes were shining with pleasure. The intimacy that came from sharing and exchanging foods was a feeling he really liked.

The cold and apathetic expression that normally graced his face was nowhere to be seen.

Presently, he was like a little boy handing a gift to his sweetheart.

Ashlyn thought he was acting very immaturely.

"You can eat mine!" he repeated firmly when he saw that she remained unmoving. His tone brooked no room for argument as if he would flip the table in a rage if she were to refuse.

Left with no other choice, she sat back down and sighed. "Lucas, I seriously think you should see a therapist. This is a mental illness that needs to be cured.”

"I'm not ill." A cool look descended upon him while he fixed his gaze on her. "If I am, I wouldn't be able to pilot anymore."

The physical and mental requirements for being a pilot were very high.

With how perceptive she was, he had no choice but to conceal the fact that his mania had been getting a lot worse since their divorce.

He did not want to scare her.

He did not want her to leave for fear of him...

"Yeah, yeah. You're not sick; you're the healthiest man around," she mumbled to herself softly before digging into the steak again.

After they were done, Lucas took Ashlyn's hand in his as he hailed a taxi.

"Where are we going?" she questioned in puzzlement.

"You'll see."

When the taxi finally stopped, he dragged her out of the car.

They were currently standing at the edge of a huge lake. The waters were crystal clear with white lilies floating on the surface. Off in the distance, rolling hills and lush forests spanned as far as the eyes could see. The magnolia trees surrounding the lake were magnificent in their size as the faint scent of their flowers drifted toward Ashlyn.

Everything felt so surreal, like they were in some sort of paradise.

But all this took a backseat in her mind as she found her senses occupied by the man beside her holding her hand.

He tilted his head as he watched her, taking in how she seemed to blend in with the surroundings, like a masterful painting of a beautiful subject in a stunningly realistic background.

Judging from the smirk on his face, Ashlyn could already tell he was in a relatively good mood.

"What are you looking at me for? Aren't we here to admire the scenery?" She raised an eyebrow at him.

In response, he opened his arms wide and engulfed her in an embrace. "Honey, I promise I'll satisfy you in every way as long as you agree to be with me."

He bit down on her earlobe as he murmured in her ear.

Nibbling on her earlobes was one of his favorite things to do. Every little touch would always cause them to flush adorably, sending the blood pounding through his veins.