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My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 550
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Chapter 550

It was already late at night when they exited the police station.

By then, Naomi had regained her composure. She had never experienced anything like that in her life.

“Thanks for saving me,” Naomi said quietly. “And I’ll compensate you for the crayfish tomorrow.”

“Don’t be so polite. At least I got to be a hero.” Jonathan and the manager patted her shoulder and added, “Let’s

get back and wait for updates from the police.”

After they got back, Naomi couldn’t seem to fall asleep. Who on earth tried to harm me? Why did they do it?

*

Stars twinkled in the night sky and the moon shined brightly.

A black Bentley stopped in front of Bayview Villa.

Lucas got out of the car and strode into the villa.

Right then, the melodious sound of a piano echoed from the villa as if the notes were dancing in the night sky,

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which was pleasing to the ears.

Lucas froze and stopped in his tracks upon hearing the music.

He stood still on the spot and continued to listen until the song finished playing.

In the music room, Ashlyn tinkered with the song she composed and tried it out as she went along.

She kept feeling like there was some part of it that wasn’t perfect.

“This song’s new. I’ve never heard it before.”

A deep and mesmerizing voice suddenly came from the door.

Ashlyn turned and saw Lucas standing there with a cup of milk in his hands.

Why is he here? She smiled slightly and replied, “I’m composing a new song for a film.”

The man walked towards her with the milk in hand. Leaning over slightly, he put the cup of milk to her lips.

Ashlyn opened her mouth and took a sip before saying, “Put it on the table.”

“Honey, how’s Mr. Chapman’s condition after the accident?” Lucas asked as he thought of the news headline.

Ashlyn’s finger on the piano twitched upon hearing his question. Did he come all the way here to ask about his

lover’s grandpa?

Her eyes landed on the man, and she asked, “If you really want to know, why don’t you just call Ms. Chapman?”

Lucas couldn’t help but grin at her irritated tone.

He looked great when he smiled with his bright eyes and seductive lips.

Lucas leaned closer to the woman and bit on her lips. “What’s wrong? Are you jealous?”

Ashlyn scoffed coldly, “Jealous? Are you even worthy of that?”

Lucas quickly coaxed her when he saw her angry look, “Honey, I was just curious about the reason Mr. Chapman

asked to meet you.”

“I don’t know why he wanted to meet me too. Maybe the Chapman family knows the reason. You should just ask

Ms. Chapman.” Ashlyn suddenly didn’t feel like working anymore. “You should go. I want to rest now.”

When she passed by Lucas, he suddenly grabbed hold of her wrist.

His palm was burning her skin.

Ashlyn’s expression tensed up. “Let go!”

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But instead of letting go of her, he tightened his grip on her hand.

Ashlyn was getting furious now.

She immediately struggled to break free.

Lucas didn’t like seeing her jealous and angry. By exerting minimal force, he pressed her against the wall.

Following that, he put his other hand on her head, firmly confining her between his chest and arm.

Then, Ashlyn raised her leg to kick him.

When she kicked him in his shin, he didn’t dodge even though he was an athletic and agile man.

His expression changed a little from the painful kick but he wasn’t about to let her off the hook.

“Honey, are you still not gonna admit that you’re jealous? Is it that hard to admit that you actually care about me

deep down?”

Ashlyn’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she retorted, “Lucas Nolan, I’m fine. I’m not jealous at all.”

Lucas’ handsome silhouette looked mysterious and seductive under the light. He locked eyes with her and replied,

“So stubborn. You’re obviously angry.”

Ashlyn sneered, “Why should I be angry? Do I look like someone who gets angry for no reason?”