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.

important he needed to talk

that he almost pushed Janet away.He stood up, got out of the bathtub, and picked up

is it?

into

line was one of

voice sent

driver, he confessed that it

"I see."

out

It sounded serious.You should probably

Janet didn’t think they

hired to hurt you,"

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

Janet could react, Ethan pressed his lips against hers fiercely.She parted her lips to

filling

"Wait, wait… Fiona?"

in a

of this name: Although Fiona had never treated her well, Janet didn’t expect

nails dug

a mix of anger and

must really hate