My One In A Million Wife

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 32
Blair scowled. “I’ll definitely get my brother to divorce you!”
Winsor was fuming and watched as both of them were hit by Ashlyn’s whip.
Blair was one thing; he was tied up and could not dodge. However, Tinsor had learned martial arts before. He was skilled enough
to capture Blair!
Yet, Tinsor did not manage to avoid the whip as well.
He screamed, “Winsor, help me!”
Winsor charged towards Ashlyn and grabbed her whip.
Ashlyn simply smirked and deflected his attack.
Winsor was dumbfounded.
I used fifty percent of my strength back there! An ordinary woman would have broken down in tears with twenty percent! This
woman managed to deflect my attack like it was nothing!
Winsor lunged forward again, but Ashlyn was faster. She struck Winsor with her palm, sending him crashing against the coffee
table.
The marble coffee table crumbled upon impact.
Ashlyn dusted the non-existent debris off her hands and threatened, “I hope the three of you will learn your lesson today. Don’t
disturb my rest in the future.”
She then turned to leave.
As she reached the door, she glanced at Blair, who was lying on the floor. “Aren’t you going to leave as well?”
Blair was taken aback. He swallowed, scrambled to a standing position, and hopped after Ashlyn.
She hit me! Even Lucas hasn’t hit me before... But, she’s taking me away as well... What on earth is going on?

Blair was still shocked at the turn of events.
Ashlyn knows how to fight with a whip and managed to send someone like Winsor flying with a single hit! Is this a stunt double?
His brain could not process what was going on.
Tinsor hurriedly got up and helped Winsor up. When the security guards heard the commotion in the living room, they rushed to
their aid.
“Master Winsor!”
“What happened?”
“Winsor, are you alright?” Tinsor asked. He had not expected his brother, whom he thought was the strongest in the world, to be
defeated by a woman in a single strike.
He still felt giddy. Looks like I didn’t lose in vain after all. Even my brother lost! I’m no match for her!
“I’m fine,” Winsor replied. How could I, the heir to the mafia family of the Jaquins, have lost to a woman? I grew up getting into
fights! Just who is she? She’s saved as a ‘sister-in-law’ in Blair’s contacts but she said that she’s not Mrs. Nolan and not his
sister-in-law either. Interesting...
His waist had gone numb from the impact.
However, that was of secondary importance. Who on earth is that woman?
“Winsor, are we just going to let them off like that?” Tinsor stared at the door. He could hear Blair screaming from the gate, “Hey,
untie me!”
This was followed by a female voice mocking him, “Mr. Blair Nolan, since you’re so great at getting into fights, surely a few ropes
won’t be able to hold you down.”
The sound of Blair hopping then filled the entire corridor.
When Tinsor heard that, his mood improved significantly.
“Let them go,” Winsor instructed the guards. “No need to hold them back.”

After all, he could not possibly admit to his men that he lost to a woman and had to get them to gang up on her.
Even if they did not despise him for that, he would look down upon himself.
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As Blair hopped behind Ashlyn, his newfound fondness towards her had disappeared without a trace. This damn woman won’t
untie me!