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My CEO Husband Pissed Me Off

My CEO Husband Pissed Me Off

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Two years ago, Bella Jones inexplicably woke up beneath the man. On the same day, the gossip that she was a prostitute went around. She was unable to withstand all kinds of stress. In addition, her studies were interrupted and her family broke down. She had to flee the city after her life was ruined. Two years later, on her first night back in the city, she slept with him again. "You are calling the names of your other clients. Aren’t you horny?" A coin was flipped and landed on the bed. "You are bad in bed. Of course, I will miss other clients. You deserve this price, which is already my respect for your feelings." ........ Years later, in a certain interview, a reporter asked, "Mr. Evans, can you share with us the reason that you chose Miss Jones as your life partner?" "It's simple. That is because my wife has spent a large fortune on the rest of my life."

Chapter 1 Confused Him with Somebody Else in Bed

Ouch........

Bella Jones' little face which turned red because of alcohol wrinkled, looking delicate and touching.

However, the man directly above her did not show the slightest bit of pity. He kissed Bella's white collarbone, leaving rudely teeth marks.

She was destined to feel painful tonight.

She stretched her heavy arms in an effort to push the bastard in front of her, but her strength seemed to drain away instantly when her watery eyes met the man's sexy eyes.

"Sheldon......."

Her full red lips couldn't help letting out a soft murmur in a choked voice, "It's good that you do not leave me......."

While speaking, she raised her right hand, trying to stroke the man's face.

The next second!

Bang!

Her hands were grabbed violently in midair by the man, and then he opened her arms viciously with great force.

The sudden pain suddenly made Bella regain consciousness. Bella lifted her little white face, muttering with teary eyes.

"Sheldon, why do you......."

She did not finish her aggrieved words because the next moment the icy gaze of that man made her blood run cold.

In an instant, she was completely sober!

"Shawn, Shawn......."

Shawn Evans?

Oh God, why was he here?

Shawn's body paused and lowered his head gradually. His handsome face approached straight her little pale face with a cold and evil smile curving his thin red lips, instantly awakening Bella's deeply hidden memories of fear!

"This is the second time!"

After an instant shock,

"Help--"

She wanted to scream instinctively, but was stopped the next moment.

That was because Shawn's large hand pinched her snow-white neck quickly and violently. She felt suffocated and painful instantly. Her dull pupils reflected his grim smile.

"It's the second time you've mistaken me for another man. That's good!" Shawn spoke in a very low voice, lowering his head and kissing her on the corner of her lips, as if he was satisfied with her pale face and constantly shivering body.

"What do you think I should do to thank you for your affection? Huh?"

His evil smile was in sharp contrast to his brutal movements.

Bella in his hands was like a stranded fish that constantly struggled and yet could not jump out of his palm. Her breath was getting weaker and weaker, as if she would suffocate at any moment.

Knock, knock, knock!

Suddenly, a knock sounded abruptly at the door.

Shawn paused. His black eyes lighting up, he stared at Bella's face which was covered with tears, and leisurely clicked his tongue.

The next second, he threw his hand which pinched Bella's neck and threw Bella to a corner as if he was shaking off a piece of trash, never looking at her again.

Bella felt was that she was about to break a few bones of her body.

She, who was covered all over with bruises, curled up without a stitch of clothing and stubbornly and fearfully stared at the man getting out of bed.

Shawn picked up a white bathrobe and casually put it on.

He was a natural clothes horse. His wide shoulders, the thin waist, and narrow hips made up the perfect golden ratio.

He was almost 1.9 meters tall with two long legs. The view of his back alone was a beautiful landscape. He exuded an impressive aura of wealth and power.

"You'd better not look at me this way."

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