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.
There must’ve been something important he needed to talk about.
Ethan was so angry that he almost pushed Janet away.He stood up, got out of the bathtub, and picked up the phone.
"What is it? Spit it out!"
Ethan barked into the receiver.
The man on the other end of the line was one of the subordinates he had ordered to investigate the whole kidnap thing.
Ethan’s furious voice sent shivers down his spine.
"Sir... Here... Here’s the thing... After interrogating the driver, he confessed that it was Fiona Lind who paid him to rape Janet."

"I see."
After hanging up, Ethan turned around and saw that Janet had already climbed out of the tub.She had wrapped a bath towel
around her slim body tightly.
"What happened? It sounded serious.You should probably deal with it first."
For his sake, Janet didn’t think they should continue today.
"That driver was hired to hurt you," he said gruffly.
Ethan wrapped his arms around her slim waist.He looked down at her red, swollen lips and whispered, "And Fiona’s the one
behind all of this."
Before Janet could react, Ethan pressed his lips against hers fiercely.She parted her lips to let him in, enduring the man’s
passion.
Their warm tongues intertwined, filling the bathroom with hot steam.
"Wait, wait... Fiona?"
Janet mumbled incoherently, still in a daze from Ethan’s kiss.
She was shocked at the mention of this name: Although Fiona had never treated her well, Janet didn’t expect her to stoop to this
level of viciousness.
Clenching her fists, her nails dug into her palms.
Janet couldn’t help but feel a mix of anger and disappointment.
"She must really hate me."
Ethan cupped her face in his palms and kissed her.
Janet had just taken a bath, and her body smelled sweet and fresh.
"What do you want to do?"

Janet shook her head, at a loss.
"I guess I want to see her, face to face."
Ethan didn’t object.He pinched her chin and said, "Let me take a shower first.Wait for me outside."
"Didn’t you just take a bath?"
After all, they were both in the bathtub just now.
With a helpless sigh, Ethan leaned against the wall and gestured downwards playfully.
"Do you think I can go out like this?"
Janet’s eyes followed the direction of his gesture.
When she saw what he meant, she immediately looked away as though she had been burnt.
"Okay, okay.I... I’ll wait for you outside."
With a face as red as a tomato, she scurried out of the bathroom as quickly as possible and slammed the door shut behind her.