My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Then, he exerted force…

Lu Ning gripped the bedsheet tightly, preventing herself from screaming. “We have not seen each other for so long. Can’t you be gentler?”

Zhihan kissed her back hungrily and said with a hoarse laugh, “Are you accusing me of not giving you any foreplay? But you’re already ready for me.”

She wanted to bite him in frustration. He was always laughing at her. She really missed him very much.

Slapping her butt lightly, Zhihan demanded her, “Raise your hips.”

…

The next morning.

Lu Ning slowly opened her eyes. She moved and immediately felt soreness throughout her whole body. After three months of abstinence, Zhihan was insatiable. His energy was almost maniacal, he could not get enough of her that she lost count of how many times they f*cked.

She reached for him only to find that he was not there. His side of the bed was empty, it seemed that he had already gotten up.

Getting out of the bed, Lu Ning casually picked up one of Zhihan’s white shirts and put it on. The pajamas she wore last night had been torn beyond salvage. Lu Ning called out to Zhihan, “Hubby, where are you?”

She stepped out of the room and saw Zhihan discussing some work-related matters with his secretary, Sarah.

Lu Ning stood by the door and studied his secretary. Sarah was very beautiful and had a stunning figure. It was not surprising as Zhihan would only expect the best. Had he been with her for the past three months?

She could not blame him, he had lost his memory after all. Despite that, she still felt a little jealous and hurt. There were so many beautiful women around him, who would have expected him to still remember his wife.

She thought back to the past three months where she went to the bar to drink and cry over him every night. Who knew he was enjoying himself in the company of beautiful women. Her eyes reddened.

“Mrs. Yin,” Sarah greeted Lu Ning politely with a bow when she noticed her standing by the door.

Lu Ning gave her a polished smile, then turned to walk back into the room.

Zhihan raised his eyes only to look at Lu Ning’s retreating back, it seemed that she did not even deign him a look.

…

The room was stocked with women’s clothes. Picking out something, Lu Ning went into the bathroom to change. When she came out, Zhihan was leaning against the wall, waiting for her.

“Have you changed?”

“Yes.” Lu Ning didn’t look at him. She walked to the bed and packed her bag.

“Where are you going?”

“Home.”

“Which home?”

“My maiden home.”

Zhihan’s lips curled. Women were unfathomable creatures. Last night, she had been so passionate towards him, but now she was cold and ignored him.

“Didn’t you say that you’re my wife? Why are you leaving me here like that?”

Lu Ning picked up her bag and walked out. “You have to earn money to feed and clothe me. I shan’t disturb you from doing so!”

Zhihan grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Holding her tight in his embrace, he kissed her hair and murmured, “Are you jealous?”

Her eyes reddened. She immediately clenched her fists and pummelled him. “No, don’t talk nonsense!”

“But you look like you are about to cry,” he said as he framed her face with his hands. Sure enough, Lu Ning’s eyes were filled with unshed tears. She looked so miserable that his heart melted.