My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Suddenly, the sound of a phone ringing interrupted them.

"Fuck!"

With eyes as cold as ice, Ethan cursed in a low voice.He was just inches away from achieving his goal, but the phone call got in his way.

"Don’t you want to answer that?"

The ringing phone jolted Janet back to reality.She raised her head to peer at him curiously.

But instead of answering her right away, Ethan kissed her earlobe, sucking at it and nibbling it.His hand reached up to cup and squeeze her breast, and he said fiercely, "Not really."

Ever since he had moved in with Janet, he had become hot tempered.

Janet snorted and rolled her eyes.

After a while, the phone stopped ringing and the bathroom fell silent.

Ethan eagerly went back to kissing her lips passionately.He ordered in a hoarse voice, "Spread out your legs."

But before Janet could oblige, the phone rang again, echoing against the bathroom tiles.

It kept ringing incessantly, without any signs of stopping.It seemed that the person on the other end of the line was very anxious.

something important

was so angry that he almost pushed Janet away.He stood up, got out of the bathtub,

is it? Spit it

into the

man on the other end of the line was one of

voice sent shivers

the driver, he confessed that it was Fiona Lind who paid

"I see."

Janet had already climbed out of the tub.She

It sounded serious.You should probably deal with

his sake, Janet didn’t think they

driver was hired to hurt you," he

slim waist.He looked down at her red, swollen

Janet could react, Ethan pressed his lips against hers fiercely.She parted her lips to let him in, enduring the

warm tongues intertwined, filling the bathroom with hot

"Wait, wait… Fiona?"

mumbled incoherently, still in

Although Fiona had never treated her well, Janet didn’t expect

her fists, her nails

couldn’t help but feel a mix of anger

must really hate