Flash Marriage: My Penniless Billionaire Husband

When Janice returned to the bedroom, she rushed into the bathroom. She couldn’t wait to clean up the smell of feces.

When she came out, she saw Christopher standing outside the door.

She froze for a moment, then she realized that he was waiting for the bathroom, so she quickly stepped aside.

However, just as she was about to leave, Christopher stopped her.

"You... Wait a minute."

Janice hurriedly stopped, and turned around to look at him.

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Christopher’s face. After a pause, he said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What?" Janice asked.

Christopher did not answer immediately because he didn’t know how to say.

Because of the wound on his back, he had not been able to take a good shower in the last few days. His body was sticky, and coupled with his psychological effect just now, therefore, he felt uncomfortable all over.

So he wanted Janice to do him a favor.

But he didn’t know how to say.

He didn’t want to say that he needed her to give him a bath. He would rather die than say such words.

When Janice saw his hesitance, she asked, "What’s up? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Christopher shook his head.

"So, why?" Janice asked in confusion.

Christopher felt uncomfortable being stared at by her, but if he couldn’t take a shower now, he would probably go crazy.

Thinking of this, he decided to say it.

"Help me take a bath." He spoke very fast.

When she heard this, she thought she had misheard.

She turned to look at him in surprise. It was only when she saw his bashful expression that she realized that she had not misheard him.

There was a look of surprise and even excitement on her face.

Her reaction made Christopher feel very uncomfortable. He said, "Don’t think too

much. I just want to take a shower."

"I see." Janice knew that he was embarrassed.

He glanced at her and then went into the bathroom.

Janice hurried to catch up.

After Janice got into the bathroom, he immediately felt that the space was much smaller.

He was even at a loss for what to do. At last, he turned to her and said, "Turn around first."

Only then did Janice turn around resentfully.

Seeing this, Christopher quickly unbuttoned his shirt and took it off.

"Well, you can turn back now."

Janice slowly turned around, only to see that he had only taken off his shirt but not his pants. She asked in puzzle, "How... how can you shower like this?"

Christopher was embarrassed by her question, but he reluctantly explained, "I just don’t want my wound to be infected. I can wash the other part myself."

Janice couldn’t hold back her laughter. Christopher frowned. "What are you laughing at?"

Janice thought to herself, "Don’t allow me to think too much. But he thinks too much himself."

She held back her laughter and said, "Nothing. Then, let’s get started."

As she spoke, she approached and stopped in front of him. However, she immediately noticed that something was wrong.

He was so tall that she only reached his chest. It was hard for her to bathe him.

"Squat down."

Christopher did as he was told.

She wasn’t satisfied until he was about the same height as her.

After that, Janice focused on massaging his back and seriously paid attention to avoid his wound.

However, seeing the wound on his back, she could not help reaching out to hug him from behind.

...

Christopher had been enjoying the shower with his eyes closed. After all, he hadn’t had a good bath in the past few days.

This feeling was just too good.

All of a sudden, a pair of soft hands hugged him.

He was stunned and stammered, "You... What are you doing..."

Just as he was about to break free, Janice said, "Don’t move. Give me a hug, please."

Somehow when he heard her request, he felt that he couldn’t reject her. He just cooperated and remained still.

Janice hugged him for a while, her face resting on his shoulder. Her eyes were closed as she greedily sensed his existence.

She missed his embrace so much. She missed the warmth and security so much.

She felt a sense of satisfaction just by leaning on his shoulder.

However, what she didn’t know was that just as she was feeling satisfied, Christopher’s whole body stiffened. He froze there, feeling uncomfortable from head to toe.

It was as if there was a fire burning in his chest, causing his mouth to feel dry.

It was not until his sexual reaction made him come back to his senses. He quickly freed himself from her arms and retreated to the side.

Janice was stunned by his sudden reaction. She was about to step forward, but Christopher stopped her, "You... get out."

Janice said in surprise, "But it’s not done yet."

He didn’t look at her. "I... I can wash by myself."

However, he muttered in his heart, "If she continues to wash me like this, I will be burned to death."

After saying that, he saw that she did not move, so he simply pushed her out of the bathroom. When the door closed, he was completely relieved.

"Dammit! I actually have sexual desire for her," thought he.

When Janice was locked outside the bathroom, she stood before the tightly-shut door and helplessly sighed.

It was all her fault for not being able to control herself just now.

She covered her face in chagrin.

In the bathroom, after Christopher drove her out, he took a cold shower in a hurry.

It was really hard for him to suppress his desire. However, as soon as he opened the door, he saw her standing at the bathroom door. His face froze.

Just when he was about to sneak past her, she noticed him and caught up with him.

Christopher wanted to avoid her, but she caught up with him. He asked with a frown, "Why are you following me?"

"I just want to ask what you’d like to eat tonight."

Christopher was really not in the mood to think about this. So he answered, "Whatever."

As he said that, he rushed down the stairs and into the study. Closing the door behind him, he was gripped by a feeling of panic.

Janice couldn’t help but chuckle as she stared at his fleeing figure.

She thought that he was really cute.

She smiled in resignation and walked to the kitchen.

The dinner was relatively simple. Christopher buried his head and ate the whole meal. But he didn’t dare to look up at her.

Janice didn’t notice his reaction.

She only thought that he was willing to let her help him take a bath, which was a big improvement for her. "I have to work harder." Thinking of this, she became even more confident.

Christopher went back to his study after dinner.

In fact, he was not that busy. He just felt awkward.

Ever since he had the sexual desire for her in the bathroom, he no longer had the free and easy attitude when he saw her.

He felt uncomfortable all over.

It was as if his whole body would be on fire as soon as he got close to her.

Therefore, for the sake of safety, he decided to stay in the study and go back to sleep after she fell asleep.

...

But Janice knew nothing about this.

She was still waiting for him as usual.

However, she was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she lay down.

When he returned to his room, the first thing he did was to confirm if she had fallen asleep. When he found that she was asleep, he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of relief.

At least he didn’t have to face those strange reactions.

He walked to the bedside and couldn’t help looking at her.

She laid there with her eyes tightly shut, her face flushed red with tranquility.

She was like a sleeping beauty.

Christopher had to admit that she was so beautiful that he couldn’t take his eyes off her face.

He stared at her face.

However, he found it a little strange. "Why didn’t I notice her beauty before?"

His eyes unconsciously moved to her lips which were tender and full of luster. They reminded him of delicious peaches and even made him want to kiss involuntarily.

In fact, that was exactly what he did.

He thought of kissing her when she helped him take a shower in the bathroom.

At this time, staring at her sleeping face, he felt that it was more difficult to control his emotions.

Thus, he squatted down and slowly lowered his lips.

But when he was about to kiss her lips, he suddenly stopped.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly got up and went back to bed, pulling the quilt over his head.

The moment he left, Janice slowly opened her eyes.

In fact, she was awake just now. When he approached her, she really wanted him to kiss her.

She could even feel his breathing. Unfortunately, he escaped in the end.

She couldn’t help but sigh.

She never thought that one day there would be a reversal of their relation.

Thinking of this, she chuckled and closed her eyes again.

Early the next morning, Christopher got up and went to the company.

Last night, he didn’t sleep well for the whole night.

It seemed that he really shouldn’t have asked her for that favor.

Therefore, he left early in the morning.

Janice got up and didn’t see Christopher. But she was used to it. Before, he often went to the company early in the morning.

She ate breakfast alone and went to the pet center.

She would do what she had promised Sophie.

However, when she arrived at the pet center, she found that her workload today was twice as much as yesterday.

She instantly understood that this was Sophie’s trick.

"It seems that she doesn’t want me to keep the word," thought Janice.

"What? Is there too much work to do? If so, give up." Sophie walked over and said mockingly.

Janice knew that Sophie was doing this on purpose, but she looked at her and said, "I won’t give up."

After that, she put on the overall, a mask, and walked in.

Sophie stared at her figure and grunted coldly, "Let’s see how long you can last."

Then Sophie returned to her office. However, she thought of something and dialed a number.

"Where are you?"

The person answered her. Then she frowned and said, "I’ll see you at noon. I have something to talk to you about."

At lunchtime, Sophie saw Finn Moore, who had come as planned.

"Sophie." Finn felt a little restrained when he saw her.

Sophie didn’t even spare him a glance as she said, "Sit down."

She acted in an arrogant way.

Finn paused for a moment, then sat down in front of her. "How many days have you been back?" Sophie asked. He answered, "More than a week."