The Substitute Wife: 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 he needed

angry that he almost pushed Janet away.He stood up, got out of

it? Spit

barked into the

was one of the

voice sent shivers

confessed that it

"I see."

already climbed out of the tub.She had

It sounded serious.You should probably deal

his sake, Janet didn’t think

was hired to hurt you," he said

arms around her slim waist.He looked down at her red, swollen lips and

hers fiercely.She parted her

warm tongues intertwined, filling the bathroom with hot

"Wait, wait… Fiona?"

still in

at the mention of this name: Although Fiona had never treated her well, Janet didn’t expect her to stoop to this level

her fists, her nails dug

help but feel a mix of anger

must really