Flash Marriage: My Penniless Billionaire Husband

Christopher’s anxious and slightly reproachful voice came through.

His words stirred Janice’s calmness, and her eyes grew moist.

When she was in the car and listening to Nathan’s words, she had held back her tears. However, upon hearing Christopher’s voice, she directly burst into tears.

She realized that she still cared about his father’s words.

Not being recognized by her husband’s family really upset her.

Although she was already mentally prepared.

when the day really came, she still felt a bit sad.

However, she did not want Christopher to know about it.

Thus, she hastily wiped away the tears and said.

"I’m fine. I’m much better."

Hearing her deep voice, Christopher held his phone and asked hesitantly. "You... What’s wrong with you? Your voice sounds weird."

Janice immediately replied, "Nothing. I am going up the stairs and still breathing hard."

Christopher asked, "Are you at the TV station? I’ll pick you up right away." Upon hearing this, Janice said.

"No, I’m really fine. Don’t come over. I promise I’ll go home as soon as I finish my work. You still have work to do. Bye."

She hung up in a hurry.

She was afraid that he would find out that she was crying if she spoke more.

Christopher listened to the beep on the other end and furrowed his brows as he put away the phone. He felt that Janice was acting weird.

He thought, "Could it be that I was too violent last night and she was angry?" Thinking of this, Christopher felt a little uneasy.

When Janice returned to office, Lucy hadn’t left yet. "Janice, why did Director Kelshore come to you?" She shook her head. "Nothing."

"Well, I have to go out for an interview. See you."

"Thank you, Lucy."

"You are welcome! We are friends."

Lucy waved her hand and left.

As soon as Janice returned to her service position, her colleagues brought her a piece of cake.

She thanked them and stared at the cake. Nathan’s words rang in her ears. "Do you really think you got it by yourself?"

It seemed that she had to work harder to prove herself.

Thinking of this, she picked up the cake and took a big bite. She believed that one day she would match Christopher.

That night, when Janice returned home, she didn’t see Christopher, then she suddenly remembered that he had called her before and said that he would wait for her at the entrance of the TV station.

However, she forgot about it after she was done with work, then she directly went to the garage and drove away.

She glanced at the time and took out her phone to make the call.

At the same time, the door opened and Christopher was back.

Janice hurried to put her phone away and walked over.

"Why aren’t you waiting for me?"

Before she could speak, Christopher spoke first.

Janice answered guiltily, "Sorry, I forgot."

Christopher didn’t say anything and only looked into her eyes.

"Does it still hurt?"

He asked.

Janice thought for a while and realized what he was referring to, then she replied, "Much better."

She turned around and walked upstairs.

Christopher hurriedly caught up with her.

"Are you angry?"

She looked haggard and listless.

"Why should I be angry?"

Janice stared at him in confusion.

Christopher scratched the back of his head and said, "I thought last night... you were

angry."

Janice could not help but burst into laughter after she heard this.

"What are you talking about? You are my husband, and that thing is reasonable. How can I be angry?"

She glared at him and then was about to go upstairs, but she was pulled into his arms.

...

When he didn’t find her at the entrance of the TV station, he thought that she was really angry with him.

After hearing what she said, the uneasiness in his heart finally subsided. "I won’t hurt you anymore."

Upon hearing his words, Janice couldn’t help but chuckle.

And all the gloomy mood in her heart had been blown away.

After hearing his words, she felt that she would never regret falling in love with him.

In the future, no matter what difficulties she encountered, with these words, she would never be afraid.

However, she was still uncomfortable that she was called Cinderella, and he was the prince.

Although he was excellent in all aspects and was worthy of being a prince.

She was still a little unconvinced.

Thinking of this, she pulled herself out of his arms and said mischievously. "Go take a shower. You’re smelling strongly of sweat."

After that, she held back her laughter, turned around, and walked to the bedroom.

Christopher frowned and quickly sniffed his body.

Did he?

But he didn’t smell anything.

However, his wife’s words were right all the time.

He walked towards the bathroom.

The first episode of "The Tide of Love" had become a hit, which launched Janice’s career into the stratosphere.

In addition to continuing to record "The Tide of Love", the management of TV station arranged another two programs for her.

All of a sudden, her work increased, and she worked overtime more and more frequently.

Sometimes, even when she was at home, she often spent her time in the study.

That night, when Janice was working as usual in the study, she received her husband’s complaint.

"Why do you have so much work?"

Looking at him, Janice blinked. "Work is proof of my excellence." Seeing her narcissistic expression, he couldn’t help but chuckle. "See, you have proved yourself now. Are you happy?" Janice nodded. "Of course."

Hearing her words, Christopher continued to tempt her.

"Therefore, don’t work so hard at home. We haven’t done sports for a long time." He suddenly approached and said.

Hot air blew into her ear made her a little itchy. Janice moved away and said, "Weren’t we just jogging in the morning?"

Christopher said in resignation, "I mean some sports played in pairs." Janice finally understood what he meant.

"What are you talking about?" She blushed and glared at him.

Christopher continued, "So do you want to stop your work?"

Pursing her lips, Janice replied, "I still want to finish my work. Honey, you go to bed and read first. I’ll go after I’m done."

Christopher could only nod in agreement.

"Be quick."

"Got it."

After watching him leave, Janice couldn’t help but sigh.

"This guy has been very clingy since we had sex."

So frequently.

She felt that she was about to be squeezed dry.

She shook her head and refocused on her work.

In the bedroom, Christopher was sitting on the sofa and was about to finish reading a whole book, but Janice still did not come back. He glanced at the time and found that it was already 12 o’clock.

"Did she fall asleep in the study?"

Thinking of this, he hurriedly placed the book aside and walked out.

When he entered the study, he saw Janice sleeping in front of the computer. He frowned and thought, "It seems that I am right."

He walked over and picked her up, carrying her to the bedroom.

He placed her on the bed and tucked her in the quilt. When he saw her peaceful sleeping appearance, he couldn’t help but sigh.

Why did she work so hard?

He wondered if he should inform the TV station.

...

Janice continued sleeping until the next morning.

She opened her eyes and stretched herself, only to find herself lying on the bed.

Then she turned to find Christopher, only to find that he was gone.

She went to the bathroom to wash up and went downstairs. Then she saw Christopher who was busy in the kitchen.

She walked forward and said, "Sorry, honey. I fell asleep last night."

She hugged him from behind.

Christopher turned to look at her meaningfully. "So, do you want to make up now?"

Janice blushed and glared at him. "Are you in a race against time?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she was held by him directly.

As her feet flew into the air, she couldn’t help but cry out in surprise.

"Yes, we can’t waste any time."

As he spoke, he carried her upstairs.

After a while, some sounds came from the bedroom.

"Wait... Wait a minute."

"No."

"I don’t want to be pregnant now."

"Don’t drive today. I’ll drive you there."

After having sex, in the bedroom, Christopher stood in front of the mirror, buttoning his suit jacket and saying.

Janice lay on the bed and didn’t answer. She supported her head with one hand and lay on her side, staring at his action of putting on clothes.

Dressed in a suit, Christopher looked cold and restrained.

But on the bed, he was like a fierce beast.

He was really a refined rascal.

Recently, she had almost overturned her understanding of him.

"What are you looking at?"

Without hearing her answer for a long time, Christopher looked over in confusion, only to find that she was staring at him in a daze. His eyes narrowed slightly, and then a wicked grin appeared on his lips.

"Do you still want more?"

As he spoke, he walked over.

Janice’s face flushed when she heard this, and she hurriedly hid beneath the quilt.

Christopher walked over and picked her up from the quilt. Then he kissed her on the forehead.

"Dear, I’ll come back and give you more tonight."

Janice glared at him furiously. "No, thanks."

Christopher chuckled and continued his previous question. "Don’t drive today. I’ll drive you, okay?"

Janice, however, shook her head and got out of the bed.

"I’m going out for an interview today. I’d better drive by myself."

She walked towards the bathroom.

Christopher followed her.

"Haven’t you noticed that you have so much work recently?"

Hearing this, Janice stopped in her tracks. She stood at the bathroom door and turned her back upon him. The smile on her face slowly faded away and her heart sank bit by bit.

When she turned around, her smile no longer existed.

"No, I just took on two new programs."

Christopher walked over and patted her on the shoulder.

"Work is just a hobby in life. Don’t tire yourself out, okay?"

In his eyes, work was just a hobby, but she had taken it as a cornerstone of step to success, which could make her match him.

She inexplicably felt bitter. She raised her head and looked up at his face.

She did not like such feeling of looking up, which made her feel so bad.

But for now, even if she stood on tiptoe, she still could not reach him. Her heart sank, thus she got away from his arms and said, "I know what I’m doing."

She didn’t say anything more. She turned around, went into the bathroom, and closed the door.

Christopher stood there and stared at the bathroom door with a frown. He kept feeling that Janice had something on her mind without telling him.

Did he think too much?

When Janice came out of the bathroom, Christopher was already gone.