"Our new home!" Ethan answered.

Then he grasped her hand tightly and led her into the villa.

"What... about the former house? We won't live there anymore?" Jennifer asked curiously.

Ethan nodded and explained, "A new relationship, a new beginning."

Jennifer frowned and felt a dull pain in her chest.

Right!

She used to be his lover and sex partner. Now she was his lawfully wedded wife, so they certainly should live together openly.

"Take a look and see if you like it." Ethan said after entering the villa.

The hall was lavishly and classically decorated. In the antique environment, even the chairs, tables, and stairs were carved in openwork patterns.

Fragrant blooming flowers were everywhere.

"It's very beautiful. I like it, thanks!" Jennifer curled up her lips to smile faintly.

Only Ethan was frustrated with her perfect smile. Since they met again, no matter what he did, her best response was just a polite smile. To his eyes, her smile was distant and cold.

He hated her nonchalance.

"Jennifer, I really want to tear off the smiling mask on your face." Ethan gnashed his teeth and stressed his tone.

He approached her, abruptly grabbed her soft body, and yanked her into his arms.

"Get out..." He barked at those servants.

In an instant, only the two of them were left in the large hall.

When he lowered his head... his lips brushed roughly against hers, and there was a terrible storm in his crimson eyes...

She felt that her waist was breaking. Meanwhile... she was carried away by his kiss.

Her hands weakly rested on his chest...

She didn't know how long the kiss lasted.

In her daze... she suddenly felt a chill from her shoulder and spine. Only then did she notice that they were lying on the carpet.

They were entangled on the floor.

What was more humiliating was that her clothes had been half pulled down. Exposed in the air, her shoulders felt cold and looked seductive as her chest heaved.

"Jennifer..." He turned over and got on top of her.

His deep eyes were blazing with lust.

"No, Ethan, don't!" Her eyes turned red with anxiety, and she exerted her full strength to resist him.

They were on the floor. Was he so horny? What did he take her for? A whore?

...

No... she didn't want it.

She used to love him so much and so gingerly; she used to wear sexy outfits and climb on his bed to titillate him, but... she was not his plaything.

She was human and had the right to be respected.

Not here, not on the floor.

Ethan, don't break my heart again.

"Ethan, please go back to the bedroom!" Jennifer raised her head. With tears in her eyes, she tugged at his clothes and pleaded pitifully.