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"

her gaze again, Janet tried to push

this as an opportunity

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

a response, he shoved her

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

she touched fire and instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but Ethan

her palm forcefully against his

she could do but feel his defined

moved any lower, he would have

other hand flew to her face and she quickly turned her face away from him.But it was too

have a better figure, even better than those models in the magazines.You’re also tall

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

finally let go of

dark eyes clouded over but Janet couldn’t read his

his hand and touched her

face so

"No, I…"

her lower lip,

the kitchen

she could react, Ethan had already leaned forward and pressed his lips

kiss

to go and nothing to do but part her lips slightly and let him kiss her fiercely.