The Substitute Bride Doted by My Billionaire Husband

Damien’s face ashened as he walked to the coffee table. He pulled a tissue to cover his nose. His strong chest began to throb.

He felt embarrassed.

Joyce did not expect that his nose would actually bleed. She looked at herself and found out that her clothes were not too revealing. Now she believed it. What Mrs. Robert said was true. He had not touched a woman in all these years!

“Boss Robert!” Joyce called out to him.

Damien looked back at her with an unpleasant gaze. “What?”

“Mr. Robert, it seems like you’ve not seen the best things of this world.” Joyce replied.

Damien stared at her fiercely. Without saying a word, he turned around and entered the bathroom. Joyce looked at his back. Why did she think he was a little awkward? He looked so cute.

Damien took a cold shower and came out. Joyce had already changed into a normal nightdress and leaned against the bedside to read.

Hearing the sound of him approaching, she raised her head and looked at him with her watery eyes. “People already think we’re together, are you happy now?”

It took Damien a few seconds to keep up with her rhythm. She actually spoke to him!

“Shut up!” he ordered.

Joyce covered half of her face with a book, revealing only a pair of watery eyes that were dark. Looking at his embarrassed face, she laughed.

Damien felt very depressed, hence he returned to his sofa.

“Mr. Robert, I’ve been here for two days. I’m leaving tomorrow.”

What?

She was leaving tomorrow?

was empty. Although she had only stayed for two days, he was already used to having such a

dim lights, and all

perfect acting, and

let this day go on for a long

that

he did not care about what she had just said. After a few seconds of silence, he seemed to casually say, “You suddenly want to leave, how do you plan to explain

I’m going to start a career. She is quite supportive and understanding. She also said that we women must have our own careers. You

leave. Mrs. Robert already knew about it.

person to know.

looked up from the document. His eyes fell on her bright face. “What career

Could she tell him?

could she

he say that she going to be a

secret.”

say it, he wouldn’t say it. Anyway, she

it on the table, “Let’s go, hurry up, no one

on the sofa and closed

with him? Why was

so

coaxed your mum as we agreed. She shouldn’t disturb you for a while.

and turned his back

it tomorrow morning.” He

she had to find a way to take the book

book and lay

Joyce

wanted to get up

down. He looked at the crystal chandelier above his head. Every time, she broke