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"

tried to push Ethan

this as an

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

he shoved

was firm, with distinctly toned muscles bulging out Janet’s eyes went as wide

touched fire and instinctively tried to pull her hand back,

pressed her palm forcefully against his

she could do but feel his

any lower, he

shut her eyes tight and her whole body went stiff.Her other hand flew to her face and she quickly turned her face away from

her face was "Okay, okay.You have a better figure, even better than those models in the magazines.You’re also tall and handsome.There.Happy

praise Ethan, he would

let go of her

clouded over but Janet couldn’t

raised his hand and touched her

face so red?

"No, I…"

her lower lip, at

say anything, Ethan had scooped her up and onto the kitchen counter. Surprised, she looked up at the

Ethan had already leaned forward and pressed his lips

kiss overwhelmed

go and nothing to do but part her lips slightly and let him kiss her fiercely. This wasn’t