My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Just as Ethan was about to walk out of the bedroom, Janet, wearing nothing but a bath towel, came out of the bathroom and met his gaze.The two looked at each other wordlessly for a moment.

Ethan then slipped one hand into his trouser pocket, while the other hand was holding a mug.

Nobody spoke for what seemed like an eternity.

Ethan, truth be told, was stunned speechless.

His Adam’s apple bobbed as he gulped excitedly.He was much taller than Janet, so he could clearly see her cleavage peeking from above the bath towel.

When Janet realized what he was looking at, she blushed a bright red and tried to rush into her room, intending to pretend that nothing had happened.

l took Ethan two steps to grab her by the wrist and pull her into his arms from behind.

The woman’s skin was smooth and supple, subconsciously making him want to caress it.

"Honey, you shouldn’t dress like this and walk around," He teased in a low voice, deliberately poking fun of her.

Janet opened her mouth to say something, but soon found that she was at a loss for words.

"Wh-what are you talking about? I just forgot to bring my clothes into the bathroom.Let go of me!"

Covering her chest with one hand, Janet looked up at him stubbornly.

Ethan did the opposite and pulled her even closer to him.She could feel his breath on the back of her neck.

He took in her scent.

smelled like fresh body wash, similar to how her room

me just

gently on the waist and asked, "Why are you shaking?

Janet almost cried out when he

gave her

the back of

bath towel that

realized she was still scared of

for a man to touch a woman like this.Just let

only right for us to be intimate

he could look Janet up and down to see if there were any bruises

"Are you really okay?"

blushed, thinking that he was ogling

chest protectively, blocking Ethan’s view of her

"I’m fine,"she said hurriedly.

go

struggled, trying to squirm out

if she kept struggling like this, her bath

other already.Why are you

corners of Ethan’s mouth twitched.He was

her cheek, he suddenly

target.I can’t guarantee I’ll be

the image of Janet crying silently kept