The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Damien’s pupils shrank from her stimulation.

He quickly stretched out his palm and clasped her slender wrist. He sneered, “Joyce, what kind of dress are you wearing? Why wear this out?”

Joyce was about to walk out, but now, he delayed her. Her patience was exhausted, and her bright face became indifferent. “Mr. Damien, what do you mean by messing around like this?”

Damien threw her onto the washstand with a flick of his hand.

Joyce’s slender back bumped into the washstand, Joyce’s face became even colder. A big palm landed on her slit skirt.

Joyce, you really don’t have the slightest sense of self-consciousness. You dress so ostentatiously, do you think you’re still a little girl?” Damien asked, as his eyes turned gloomy.

Joyce furrowed her eyebrows. Mentioning a woman’s age was a big taboo. Whether or not she dressed like a little girl had nothing to do with him!

“Mr. Damien, are you sure you want to discuss this with me? Your thinking is too feudal and conservative. Now, women wear what they feel comfortable in. What’s wrong with showing one’s legs?”

Damien let go of her waist and looked down at the her legs, which were straight and slender.

He hadn’t paid attention to how other women dressed. It had nothing to do with him. He only knew that she couldn’t wear things like this!

Other men will see!

“Come with me and change your dress.”

“I’m not changing this dress, this dress is very beautiful, why should I change? Why should you care about me?” Joyce was really depressed.

Damien stared at her faintly, “I don’t want my daughter’s mother to be this exposed outside.”

Joyce laughed in anger. She sighed, and stared seductively at him.

because I didn’t satisfy you last time in

little and propped her hands on the washstand. She raised her legs, and her high heels slowly climbed up his black trousers, “Mr. Robert,

family. Over time, he had grown to conceal

was a little lustful Now,

smiling at him. When she laughed, she was the most attractive. She was lustful, and it made

know how he had found himself attracted to her. Weren’t there hot female celebrities hovering around him? Why was he

big hand, wanting to

a strand of hair that fell from her cheek to her ear. She smiled, and asked, “Mr. Damien, what do

head and the other on the washstand, blocking her delicate body in his embrace. “Joyce, it looks like you don’t have a good memory. When will you repay

eyes instantly widened. She blinked, as she

owe me ten billion

my cars can’t he

can’t hear, I can’t

and his mood improved a little. It seemed that he

money, he

smirked, and then said, “Joyce,

else was there

at him

days have elapsed, and you are unable to repay. You need to pay me a high amount of interest. After doing the math, in addition of the

widened her lips in shock. “Mr. Damien, why don’t ask me to pay you a trillion dollars? Or why don’t you rob the bank?”

his beautiful eyebrows, “I’m rich,

evil capitalist!” Joyce cursed

out and pushed the man away, then she adjusted her skirt. “I’ll find a way to pay your money. I’m

opened the

disappearing figure. He was sure that she had no money. 10.2 billion was an

stood patiently, as he