My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

"You’re just impossible.How can you get jealous so easily?"

Suddenly, Janet’s face turned hot.She lowered her gaze, unable to look at Ethan anymore.She tried to push him away and pleaded, "Step back.You’re too close."

She was trapped, being pressed in between Ethan’s large body and the kitchen sink behind her.Her flustered face made him want to have her even more.

"I have a question."

Ethan’s deep voice came from above her head, his breath rustling her hair slightly.

Clenching his fist, the man cleared his throat and asked in a gruff voice, "Well, between Brandon and me, who has the better figure?"

As soon as those words left his lips, Ethan felt incredibly embarrassed.

He knew it was a stupid question, but he just wanted to hear Janet praise him to his face.

Standing there and thinking for a long time, Janet stole a glance at Ethan from the corner of her eyes.

For a second, it seemed that his broad figure matched that of the man in the elevator.

"Actually, you have similar builds." Ethan frowned.

With pursed lips, he muttered, "We can’t be exactly the same."

"I didn’t get a good look at him.How could I tell who has the better figure?" Janet asked defensively.

His question was too difficult. Finally, the microwave oven beeped and the smell of sweet and sour sauce wafted to their noses.

"Okay.The fish is ready"

Janet tried to push Ethan

this as an opportunity to

eyes flashing seriously, he said, "It’s not hard.Touch my body and you’ll be able

a response, he shoved her hand

like he said, his skin was firm, with distinctly toned muscles bulging

fire and instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but

pressed her palm forcefully against

could do but feel his defined

hand moved any lower, he would have needed to unbuckle his

body went stiff.Her other hand flew to her face and she quickly turned her face

how red her face was "Okay, okay.You have a better figure, even better

if she didn’t praise Ethan, he would never let her

finally let

but Janet couldn’t read

and

so red? I’m your

"No, I…"

gnawed her lower lip, at a loss

up and onto the kitchen counter.

leaned

kiss

but part her lips slightly and let him