My One in a Million Wife

Chapter 244

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

My one in a million wife [Ashlyn and Lucas] chapter 244

“Yes. One of your local idols, Aiden, is particularly good at it. I like him.” Despite being a Frenchman,

Pierre answered in fluent English.

He had danced with Aiden several times before. The young man was handsome and talented. Most

importantly, he was a hardworking and resilient man. He would definitely achieve great things in future.

“Aiden really is a very diligent man.” Ashlyn agreed. The mere mention of the man had her eyes

sparkling brightly.

Suddenly, all the lights turned off and the restaurant was plunged into darkness. The only source of light

came from a neon green sign showed where the emergency exit was.

The customers were stunned at first before dissatisfied murmuring broke out.

“What’s going on?”

“Is it a blackout?”

“Maybe something’s wrong with the power?”

“What a way to ruin the mood!”

The lobby manager hurried over to appease the customers.

Even with his best efforts, there were still a lot of unhappy customers. “We waited so long for a chance to

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

eat here yet now there’s no electricity!”

“What is the hotel management doing?”

“I made my reservation ten days beforehand to get a table!”

“I booked it eight days ahead.”

Ashlyn knitted her brows and told Pierre, “Excuse me. I’ll go talk to the manager.”

This chapter is provided by naijdate.com. Visit naijdate.com for daily update.

She stood up and took out her phone to turn on the flashlight.

Making her way over to the manager, who was still trying to placate everyone, she said, “Send some staff

out to buy candles and turn this into a candlelight dinner for everybody. Also, tell the kitchen staff to use

the backup generator and ensure that the customers’ food is delivered in a timely manner.”

The manager wiped at the sweat beading on his forehead. “Yes, Ms. Berry. Right away.”

Next, she raised her voice slightly, “Everyone, please be patient. The Imperial Hotel will definitely bring

you a wonderful dining experience. I’m the resident singer here. Now, I would like to sing a song for all of

you. Those of you who know this song are welcomed to join in, alright?”

While the customers continued to make a fuss, they suddenly heard a crisp and clear voice singing.

Woah, my love, my darling

I’ve hungered for your touch

A long, lonely time

And time goes by so slowly

And time can do so much

Instantly, they forgot all about their frustrations and anger.

The voice was sweet and mournful as it crooned the classic song.

While the original singer was a male, the female voice singing now added a slight touch of desperation

and longing into it.

It sunk into their bones and resonated in their hearts. It was as if her longing was a physical object

tugging at their heartstrings.

None of them had expected someone could inject so much sorrow into ‘Unchained Melody’.

“How come I’ve never heard of such a wonderful resident singer in the hotel?”

“Yeah, I know right? Those are some amazing vocals!”

“I bet she’s about as good as Celine Dion!”

“She’s so good!”

They lost themselves in the beautiful vocals, at the voice that could make angels weep.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

Someone tried to get a better look at the singer’s face through the darkness. Unable to do so, he stood

up and shone his phone’s flashlight on her. Yet the woman raised a hand to cover her face. In the dim

light of his phone, all that could be seen was her slender and curvy figure.

Even so, it added a mysterious and alluring air to her.

Everyone could already imagine what stunningly beautiful features would go with such a body.

Pierre was utterly dumbstruck.

Once again, Ashlyn had managed to surprise him.

He thought she was an incredibly talented dancer, yet it was only now he knew that she had a great

voice to match.

God really did bless this woman.

After she was done singing ‘Unchained Melody’, Ashlyn moved on to ‘Memory’.

Midnight, not a sound from the pavement

Has the moon lost her memory?

She is smiling alone

In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet

And the wind begins to moan

Everybody focused on that angelic voice, with some even recording the performance on their phones.

To have run into a blackout while eating at the Imperial Hotel was already rare enough. Having such a

wondrous voice singing to them was even more so.

Report chapter Comments