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.

must’ve been something important he needed to talk

almost pushed Janet away.He stood

it? Spit it

into

the other end of the line was one of the subordinates he had

voice sent shivers down

thing… After interrogating the driver, he confessed that it was

"I see."

climbed out of the tub.She

sounded serious.You should probably

Janet didn’t

to hurt you," he said

waist.He looked down at her red, swollen lips and whispered, "And Fiona’s the one behind all

lips against hers fiercely.She parted her lips

tongues intertwined, filling

"Wait, wait… Fiona?"

mumbled incoherently, still in a daze from Ethan’s

name: Although Fiona had never treated her

fists, her nails dug

help but feel a mix

must really