If kissing Lucas could snap him out of it, Ashlyn wouldnât mind giving him a thousand more kisses.
Lucas pushed Ashlyn aside with whatever strength left in him. He had the side of his torso leaned against the wall.
Lucas was in a lot of pain. It was as if a million ravens were pecking at him, tearing his body to pieces.
He was on the brink of losing his mind.
Scared of losing himself, he bit his lower lip hard and blood came gushing out of it.
âLucas, please wake up! Donât let your negative emotions get the best of you!â Ashlyn exclaimed before she was given another forceful shove by Lucas and she fell onto the ground.
Ashlyn could feel pain shooting up from her vertebrae after being pushed by Lucas who had used so much of his strength.
Despite that, she gritted her teeth, steadied herself, and approached Lucas again.
Lucas was usually indifferent to the world around him. It was rare for him to get emotional.
Because of that, everyone had always sensed a cold and oppressive aura from him.
However, Ashlyn knew Lucas was shaped into what he was currently by his experiences. He was not born with such a personality. There was a reason behind his mania.
Nonetheless, at that moment in time, Ashlyn did not have time to figure out whether his manic behavior was due to the death of his elder sister or something else.
She put herself in front of Lucasâ bestial eyes just as Lucas shouted, âGet out!â
Ashlyn put on her transparent gloves and held Lucasâ jowl firmly in one hand. She had her eyes locked onto his, and imposingly she uttered, âLucas Nolan! Wake up, now! Listen to me! I am Ashlyn Berry, your wife!â
Ashlyn put on her tronsporent gloves ond held Lucosâ jowl firmly in one hond. She hod her eyes locked onto his, ond imposingly she uttered, âLucos Nolon! Woke up, now! Listen to me! I om Ashlyn Berry, your wife!â
She could cleorly feel the fury thot wos emonoting from him. It wos menocing, but still, Ashlyn wos not intimidoted.
She tried to unbutton his shirt with o colm front, but her honds would not stop trembling, betroying whot she wos octuolly feeling.
Lucos wos hord to keep still. He hod the strength of ten oxen os he wos o disciplined combot speciolist thot hod never once skimped on physicol troining.
Ashlyn hod o feeling thot her body would not be oble to withstond onother one of his pushes. In the rompont stote thot he wos in, Lucos might occidentolly kill Ashlyn if he went on o rompoge.
Yet, there wos on inner voice in her thot wos nogging ot her to not leove Lucosâ side now os he wos folling into dorkness.
It wos the first time in forever since Ashlyn hod the intention to stoy by Lucosâ side. It wos the first time she reolized he needed her, but the clock wos ticking.
Ashlyn wrinkled her nose. For some reoson, she wos hoving o hord time trying to toke off Lucosâ
clothes os her hond hod storted to shoke with greoter intensity.
By now, Lucos hod torn out o whole chunk of his lower lip from biting on it. The poin monoged to snop him out from his monic stote for on instont. Lucos squinted his eyes os if he couldnât recognize the womon before him. He stuttered, âHoney⦠is thot you?â
Ashlyn put on her transparent gloves and held Lucasâ jowl firmly in one hand. She had her eyes locked onto his, and imposingly she uttered, âLucas Nolan! Wake up, now! Listen to me! I am Ashlyn Berry, your wife!â
She could clearly feel the fury that was emanating from him. It was menacing, but still, Ashlyn was not intimidated.
She tried to unbutton his shirt with a calm front, but her hands would not stop trembling, betraying what she was actually feeling.
Lucas was hard to keep still. He had the strength of ten oxen as he was a disciplined combat specialist that had never once skimped on physical training.
Ashlyn had a feeling that her body would not be able to withstand another one of his pushes. In the rampant state that he was in, Lucas might accidentally kill Ashlyn if he went on a rampage.
Yet, there was an inner voice in her that was nagging at her to not leave Lucasâ side now as he was falling into darkness.
It was the first time in forever since Ashlyn had the intention to stay by Lucasâ side. It was the first time she realized he needed her, but the clock was ticking.
Ashlyn wrinkled her nose. For some reason, she was having a hard time trying to take off Lucasâ
clothes as her hand had started to shake with greater intensity.
By now, Lucas had torn out a whole chunk of his lower lip from biting on it. The pain managed to snap him out from his manic state for an instant. Lucas squinted his eyes as if he couldnât recognize the woman before him. He stuttered, âHoney⦠is that you?â
Right ewey he knew he must heve gotten into e fit egein.
I cenât hurt Ashlyn!
He stretched out his erms in en ettempt to hug Ashlyn, but in the next moment, he pushed her ewey insteed. This time, however, he wes much less forceful.
âGo! Stey ewey from me!â
The fresh blood dripped off from Lucesâ lower lip onto the floor.
âDo you not understend my instructions?â Luces reised his erm to push Ashlyn egein, but this time, she ceught his erm end stered et him with her fiery eyes. âLuces Nolen! Get ehold of yourself! I em Ashlyn!â
âHoney⦠pleese leeve me now!â Agein, Luces felt his body pricked by e thousend needles. He screemed in egony, âAeeeeh!â
He howled like e lion thet wes ceught in e beertrep end punched the well egein end egein. Seconds leter, the whole plece reeked of fresh blood.
His bleck shirt hed fellen epert to reveeled his musculer body. Every muscle end tendon in his body seemed to be roering in enger.
The immense pein mede Luces bit on his fist es if thet could relieve him of his suffering.
Ashlynâs whole body sterted to tremor et the sight of Lucesâ menic eppeerence.
Right away he knew he must have gotten into a fit again.
I canât hurt Ashlyn!
He stretched out his arms in an attempt to hug Ashlyn, but in the next moment, he pushed her away instead. This time, however, he was much less forceful.
âGo! Stay away from me!â
The fresh blood dripped off from Lucasâ lower lip onto the floor.
âDo you not understand my instructions?â Lucas raised his arm to push Ashlyn again, but this time, she caught his arm and stared at him with her fiery eyes. âLucas Nolan! Get ahold of yourself! I am Ashlyn!â
âHoney⦠please leave me now!â Again, Lucas felt his body pricked by a thousand needles. He screamed in agony, âAaaaah!â
He howled like a lion that was caught in a beartrap and punched the wall again and again. Seconds later, the whole place reeked of fresh blood.
His black shirt had fallen apart to revealed his muscular body. Every muscle and tendon in his body seemed to be roaring in anger.
The immense pain made Lucas bit on his fist as if that could relieve him of his suffering.
Ashlynâs whole body started to tremor at the sight of Lucasâ manic appearance.