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

Janet away.He stood up, got out of the bathtub, and

is it?

into the

one of

sent shivers down

he confessed that it was Fiona Lind who paid him to

"I see."

around and saw that Janet had already climbed out of the tub.She had wrapped a

sounded serious.You should probably deal with it

sake, Janet didn’t think

was hired to hurt

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

fiercely.She parted her lips to let him in, enduring the

warm tongues intertwined, filling the

"Wait, wait… Fiona?"

still in a daze from Ethan’s

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

her nails dug

help but feel a mix of anger

must really