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

was so angry that he almost pushed Janet away.He stood up,

is it? Spit

into

of the line was one of the subordinates he had ordered

furious voice sent shivers down his

confessed that it was Fiona Lind

"I see."

that Janet had already climbed out of the

serious.You should probably deal with it

sake, Janet didn’t think they

was hired to hurt you," he said

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

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

warm tongues intertwined, filling the

"Wait, wait… Fiona?"

still in a daze from

at the mention of this name: Although Fiona had never treated

fists, her nails dug

a

must really