My Devil Husband

The familiar fragrance of sandalwood and the body fragrance belonging to men attacked her whole body. She immediately felt her heart beating faster, breathing difficulties and flushed. She hurriedly pushed the man away and smiled awkwardly: 'mistakes, all mistakes, I went to take a bath..."

"Forget it, the bathroom is too slippery. I'll take you in." Carl, however, smiled with low eyes and walked directly into the bathroom with her in her arms.

But after entering, he didn't mean to let go of her at all, but opened the shower head directly.

His white shirt was immediately all wet, and the pectoral muscles of his character were looming.

Grace swallowed his saliva and pretended to be calm. "Carl, what are you doing?"

"I didn't take a bath either. Let's do it together." The man hooked his lips and smiled, slowly fading her clothes.

But what she did not know was how attractive the curves of her body were under the curling mist.

He finally couldn't help but press her directly into the bathtub and started the unsuitable movements for children.

This night, the water was rippling and sleepless.

The next day, Grace was woken up by the shrill ringing of his cell phone.

Seeing Doria's name on the screen, she rubbed her sour arm and slid the answer key.

"Ms Grace, where did you go last night? Why did people suddenly disappear? I didn't answer the phone call. I was so worried." Doria's anxious voice came through the radio wave.

"I'm fine." Grace glanced at Carl, who was satisfied, and smiled helplessly. "I left last night because I had something to do. How was the charity auction?"

"With you gone, Grace family Group can only be a foil, but nothing big has happened."

"That's good. I'll go back to the company immediately."

"Yes, Ms Grace."

After hanging up the phone, Grace got up and began to dress, ready to leave here.

Carl, however, pulled her into her arms and said in a hoarse voice, "It's still early. Sleep with me for a while."

"It's time to go back to work. Warren Fule has called you several times." Grace glanced at his cell phone and said helplessly, "Carl, this is not your workaholic design."

"As long as you are happy, no job matters." However, he looked up at her with burning eyes and said clearly, "Grace, I just want to tell you that Mason can give you security, I can give you, Wolfgang can give you stimulation, and I can also give you, so do you want to consider coming back to me?"

What?

Grace was shocked, as if he didn't expect him to say so suddenly.

He picked his beautiful eyebrows and sipped his lips and said, "what's the matter? Don't want to?"

"Look at your performance." She recovered, hooked her lips and smiled. "Boss Carl, as you can see, there are a lot of people chasing me. Whether you can catch me depends on your skill."

With that, she got up, waved gently to him, then picked up her bag and left.

Hearing his confession, her heart was naturally ecstatic, but she would not easily return to him again. This time, she would also enjoy the feeling of being chased.

......

Today is a rare weekend. Grace wanted to lie in bed and have a good sleep, but his cell phone rang untimely.

Seeing Carl's name on the screen, she slid the answer key and frowned. "Boss Carl, what's the matter in the morning?"

"Don't sleep, I have found a very good morning tea shop and will take you to try it." Carl's low and pleasant voice came through the radio wave. "I'm downstairs in your house." This...

Grace smiled helplessly and nodded in agreement.

So she got up slowly, washed up and put on makeup, deliberately keeping Carl waiting for a long time.

Boss Carl, whose time is extremely precious, was not angry. Instead, the gentleman opened the car door and smiled, "Just in time, I can eat more in the past."

"Boss Carl is really getting more and more considerate." Grace looked at him smiling and said.

"That is, there are so many people chasing you, I have to behave well." He turned the steering wheel and saw that her eyes were full of smiles.

Er...

The car soon stopped at the door of the morning tea shop, and Grace followed Carl in.

This morning tea shop is really very good, with good environment and good service. It is very suitable for eating and talking.

Grace looked around, but in a nearby corner, he saw a familiar figure.

It's Aaron.

Opposite him sat a very handsome woman. They did not know what they were talking about and looked very happy.

The woman should be Zhang Orange mentioned by Hailey.

Grace got up at once, walked up to Aaron and smiled, "Aaron, what a coincidence."

Hearing her voice, Aaron got a big fright and turned to look at her at once. He smiled awkwardly and said, "Grace, are you here too?"

"Well, don't worry, Xin Yao didn't come." Grace stared at the woman opposite him with a giggling smile, hooked his lips and smiled. "Don't you introduce me?"

"Her name is Zhang Orange and she is a colleague of my law firm." Aaron smiled faintly, "Orange, this is a good friend of Grace and Xin Yao."

"I have heard of her. After all, Xin Yao has grown up so big and has few friends." Zhang Chengcheng smiled and turned to Aaron and said, "Liangchuan, my cake seems ready. Please help me pick it up. I want to talk to Grace alone." "Good." Aaron paused and nodded in agreement.

As soon as Aaron left, Zhang Chengcheng looked up at Grace and said smilingly, "Grace, I know what you are thinking. In your eyes, I must be a real Mistress. I tried every means to rob the man of Hailey, but things were not what you imagined."

"Is it?" Grace squinted and smiled, grinning coldly, "Are you more despicable than I imagined?"

"Aaron and Hailey are not happy together." Zhang Chengcheng's face sank and he continued, "Aaron has broken up with Hailey several times, but Hailey just doesn't agree. She just wants to pester Aaron. Moreover, Hailey's real face is not what you see."

"Then tell me what Hailey really looks like?" Grace asked.

"Hailey is a bitch who does not choose to detain her. I was so kind to her at the beginning, but she framed me and Aaron and did not let Aaron contact me. Grace, you must not be fooled by her." She said angrily.

"Have you finished?" Grace stared at her and grunted coldly.

"That's it." She looked at Grace with a puzzled face.

Grace sneered, suddenly stepped forward, picked up the cup in front of her, and poured the cup of coffee directly into her face!

"Miss Zhang, has your mother ever taught you that it is impolite to speak ill of others behind their backs?"