Love Mission: Ex-wife Strikes Back

Jean’s face paled from anger. She glared at George and asked exasperatedly, "How do you want me to prove it then?"

A satisfied smile appeared on George's face. He winked meaningfully and walked towards her with a lustful expression. "Take a guess."

He then blatantly sized her up with a lecherous gaze and raised his hand to touch her face.

Instinctively, she took two steps back to avoid his hand. His expression really sent a chill down her spine.

Although she knew what he meant, the mere thought of doing it with him repulsed her, much less doing it with him for real.

George’s hand hung awkwardly in the air, but he quickly put it down and sneered, "What? You’re unwilling? Well, I guess you’re indeed determined to set yourself against me."

Before Jean could respond, he already heaved a long sigh and put on a resigned expression. "That being the case, I’ll have to try harder to meet Barton tomorrow."

"Wait..." Flustered by his threat, Jean immediate

ome to her senses. She immediately put on a smile and changed the subject. "Did I wake you up?"

He sat up and stared at her fixedly. "What were you going to do just now?"

"Nothing." Jean was a little flustered. Just now, she had really wanted to make him sleep like this forever. Her intention obviously couldn't be known to him, so she had to make up a story. "You slept too soundly. Your peaceful look made me have the urge to take a closer look at your handsome face."

Her answer dispelled his doubts. He pulled her back into his embrace and said with a devilish smile, "What's wrong? After all the hard work I put in last night, I still didn’t satisfy you?"

"George, listen to me," Jean hurriedly cut him off.

"It's getting late. I’ve got to go to the company." She had been tortured for the whole night that she was practically out of shape now. If he really wanted to continue, she’d most likely die here today, so she definitely had to get away from him.