Chapter 1187Chapter 1187 Husband
No sooner had she finished speaking than Spencer rushed out, striding forward and lifting his long leg
to kick the man.
Caught off guard, the man was kicked to the ground. He let out a loud cry of pain, clutching his chest
where the kick had landed.
He glared at Spencer. “You actually dared to hit me?”
“Why not?” Spencer sneered. Although his martial arts skills were not as good as Ashlyn, he could still
deal with these thugs.
Seeing their boss get hit, the rest of the men immediately rushed toward Spencer.
However, it was quite clear that Spencer's martial arts skills were far superior to these men who lacked
such abilities.
In just a matter of minutes, he had swiftly taken them down with ease.
Several people were groaning on the ground, continuously crying out in pain.
Ashlyn stepped on the palm of the man leading the group, her face expressionless as she applied force
under her foot.
Everyone could almost clearly hear the sound of the man's hand bones breaking with a crisp snap.
He cried out in pain.The sound, akin to the squealing of a slaughtered pig, frightened the five-year-old girl even more,
causing her to curl up in the woman's arms.
Ashlyn chuckled softly. “I just crushed your hand bones. Is there a need to scream so loudly?”
“You... Just you wait!” The man was in such pain that beads of sweat covered his forehead. “Do you
know who I am? I am the... the butler of the Guzman family.”
“I don't care whether you're from the Zilski family or the Loren family. The fact that you're still alive after
falling into my hands means you're lucky.” Ashlyn lifted her foot, her cold gaze landing on the man. “Go
back and tell that sc*m of a master in your house that I'm taking care of this woman now. If he dares to
bully her again, he'll have to get past me first.”
The man was hastily helped up by his two subordinates. He was in a state of disarray, completely taken
aback by the woman's unexpected strength.
His hand bones were ruthlessly crushed under her foot.
Cradling his swollen, bleeding hand, he was in so much pain that he was on the verge of passing out.
Women in Zaewora aren't usually this fierce. How can she be so fierce?
“Just you wait!” he said, his voice lacking confidence. He then glanced at his subordinates. “Let's go!”
His subordinates didn't dare to linger either and immediately followed him out, their tails between their
legs.
Only then did Ashlyn turn to the woman behind her. “Get in the car.”
The woman was stunned. She hadn't expected that even at this point, Ashlyn would still be protecting
her.She had never seen any woman quite like Ashlyn.
A glint of admiration flashed in her eyes.
The Ashlyn just now seemed like a celestial being.
It actually got her blood pumping with excitement.
I so wish to become a woman like her, capable of defending and protecting myself! What a pity... I'm
just a frail woman, unable to even protect my own child.
Her heart sank even deeper.
“Ashlyn Berry... So her name is Ashlyn... What a beautiful name. She doesn't seem that old, but why
does she look so powerful?
“
Yuri Jenkins couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in her heart.
She kept stealing glances at Ashlyn from time to time.
Lucas' mind went blank for a moment after he heard Ashlyn's introduction of him.
He had thought she would say, “This is Lucas,” or “This is my boyfriend.”
He hadn't expected that she would introduce him as her husband.
Husband...
His head was buzzing, and the word “husband” kept replaying over and over again in his mind.A replay of the moment involuntarily brought a smile to his lips as his eyes twinkled. In high spirits, he
gazed out the window at the swiftly passing scenery.
The car quickly pulled into the underground parking of a hotel.
Along the way, Ashlyn was constantly looking down at her phone, her fair and slender fingers
occasionally tapping lightly on the screen.
She seemed to be replying to a message.
After the car came to a gentle stop, she put away her phone and turned to the mother and daughter
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