My Husband Is A Secret Billionaire By Wiuu

Chapter 34

©0 Chapter 34 That day, no one had a clue why Ava came back with her face looking like a balloon and blood smeared at the corners of her mouth. She was the spitting image of Adam the day he took a beating. Someone smart made a connection between these two incidents and pretty swiftly the fingers. started pointing at Jane. Despite Jane’s good reputation, gentle nature, and hard-working ethic, even if she really slapped Ava, everyone would believe that Ava must have pushed the good-natured woman into a corner. Without any concrete proof, they could just talk about it. Nevertheless, even though it wasn’t caught on the surveillance cameras, Tristan had witnessed the whole thing. At the time, Tristan was handling some business in a nearby law firm. Seeing Jane throw her hands. was like seeing a blue moon. He reported the incident pronto to Dan. Maybe he had picked up a bit of Hector’s manner of speaking because his message was loaded with Hector’s style. “Dominic, your wife is one fiery. spitfire. Her slaps were no half measures; they were swift and fierce! She kept saying that if Ava dares to gossip about you again, her ending will be more miserable than ever!” A hint of a smile flashed across Dan’s icy facade. Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDrâ/ma.O(r)g!

That explained why Jane seemed all jittery when she got home that day, grilling him about how many years one would get for a punch-up… Perhaps she was scared deep down. But in order to protect him, she went into full hedgehog mode. Dan felt a warm flutter in his heart. He watched the busy woman in the kitchen, his gaze softening. He strolled in quietly. Jane was busy handling the salmon

The salmon was on its last legs on the chopping board. Jane positioned the knife hor izontally, held it aloft, and then brought it down with a thud. The salmon was thoroughly stunned, its mouth slowly. opening and closing. Jane seized the moment to swiftly descale the salmon and gut it. Dan chuckled. This was his first time seeing a woman playing the but cher, especially someone as soft as Jane. “Why did face. you come in?” Jane swung around at the sound, strands of her hair falling loosely in her “Why not just buy salmon sashimi?” Dan asked softly. “Why go through the rigmarole of buying a live one and dealing with it yourself?” “You just don’t get it!” Jane asserted confidently, “If you buy salmon sashimi, the vendor could give you a stale dead fish in place of a fresh one. It would be throwing money down the drain! I’d rather go the extra mile, bring it home, and do it myself where I know It’s done right!” Dan curled his lips. 10.6% With the recent heatwave, Jane’d been donning a T-shirt and shorts at home. The white T-shirt was somewhat sheer, revealing the faint outline of her bra straps. Her lean, milky-white legs were brazenly exposed below her shorts. After gazing at her for a bit, Dan suddenly felt his heartbeat. dancing to a different rhythm. He quickly diverted his eyes. Jane adjusted the ties on her apron. The apron unexpectedly landed just over her thighs. Watching this made Dan’s desire high and his mouth go dry. The kitchen, the apron, her bustling around, her bare legs. The beads of sweat dotting her forehead and the tip of her nose… All this somehow set his heart racing. Dan took several deep breaths, reining in his wild thoughts. He then realized his overreaction. After all, this woman was his wife! There was no harm in harboring such thoughts. Heck, even acting on them would be perfectly legit!

Jane noticed him standing still for a long time, took one look at his flushed face, his irregular breathing, and his eyes that seemed a bit off… Startled, she quickly wiped her hands and reached out to touch his forehead. “What’s the matter? Are you feeling okay? “Oh, why are you burning up?” OM (1)