Chapter 803
Lucas' mind slowly went black under Ian's influence.
Then, he saw the glare of a fiery sun.
A slender girl stood barefoot in a muddy field deep enough to reach her calves. The girl has wisely rolled up her
trousers. She wore a long-sleeved white shirt, which she tucked into her black trousers. Her legs seemed impossibly
slender in her simple get-up.
The girl also wore a thin pair of gloves, while her hair was fixed in a high bun, partially concealed by a straw hat.
She had been sowing paddy in the fields from early morning till almost midday.
Sweat drenched the back of her shirt. She stood up and opened a bottle of mineral water, taking a few big gulps to
quench her thirst.
She did not appear bothered by the muddy field soaking her legs. After drinking some water, she immediately got
back to work.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe farmers had tilled the field two to three times before allowing the land to become waterlogged and muddy. The
field had an approximate ten-centimeter level of water by the time the girl started sowing paddy. She grabbed
another stalk of seedlings with her left hand and swiftly planted them with her right.
As she worked, her left thumb and middle finger rapidly divided the thick bunch of seedlings into smaller bunches
for planting.
She worked quickly and skilfully under the glare of the hot sun. Sweat trickled down her cheeks and eventually
dropped into the field.
Amid her busy labor, Ashlyn could not help but feel as though two people were staring at her.
She frowned and raised her head, yet she did not see anyone around her.
Is something off with my sixth sense?
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain on her leg.
Ashlyn scurried to the edge of the field and saw a disgusting, fat slug hanging off her calf.
If she yanked the slug off, her calf would bleed uncontrollably.
Ashlyn was repulsed.
It was pointless to use brute force to pull the slug off, as it would only encourage the bug to cling tighter to her leg.
Plus, if she happened to break the slug in half, its teeth would remain in her wound, increasing the risk of infection.
“Da*n it!”
Ashlyn picked up a small brick and prepared to tap the slug lightly until it fell off.
Suddenly, a shadow loomed over her. She looked up instinctively and saw Lucas standing behind her.
As he knelt, she spotted a small piece of wood in his hand, which he used to nudge the slug gently.
A few nudges later, the slug retracted its teeth and fell to the ground.
Lucas promptly threw it aside, exposing it to the scorching heat of the sun.
Meanwhile, Ashlyn stared on in shock as he then placed his large palms near her wound, pressing firmly to squeeze
out all the tainted blood.
Afterward, he retrieved some alcohol and disinfected her wound.
He also applied some iodine to staunch the blood flow.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmEverything happened so smoothly and was over in the blink of an eye.
“Does it hurt?” Lucas' rich tone rang out above her head, snapping Ashlyn out of her trance. She asked, “It doesn't
hurt. Why are you here?”
“If I didn't show up, I would never realize how much you loved me. You were even willing to toil in a field for me.
Besides, I wouldn't see you exhausted, drenched in sweat, and even getting bitten by a slug.”
Lucas stared at her emotionally. She was always supposed to be that talented, gorgeous woman. She should be at
the top of the world, enjoying her roles as Centennial Healthcare's chairwoman and the judge of the International
Piano Competition. Yet, she has come to this place to farm under the hot sun for me.
Though Ashlyn reeked of sweat and blushed from exertion, Lucas thought she was still the most beautiful woman
he had ever seen.
She was so beautiful that staring at her threatened to snap his control.
At last, Lucas could no longer hold himself back and pulled her into a tight hug.
“I don't deserve your love and care... not in my current state.”
Ashlyn gasped in shock as she rammed into his firm chest. Lucas hugged her so tightly that it was as though he
hoped to absorb her soul into his.
Eventually, Ashlyn began coughing violently and pleaded, “L-Let go of me!”