The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 990 - 970: Can’t Even Take Off Your Clothes, Despicable!

Chapter 990: Chapter 970: Can’t Even Take Off Your Clothes, Despicable!

"Husband..."

Bianca hadn’t expected to be moved so easily; it was probably because her man had done something that even the so-called professional slave of a husband her father never did for her mother. Removing makeup for a woman—it was something that even Michael Gordon had never done. After all, some things just weren’t a man’s strong suit!

"Moved so quickly?"

Roy Thompson lowered his head to kiss the corner of her eye where the makeup had been, his husky voice sounding as if it bled, "There’s no need to be moved. After all, this is what a husband should do. But if you feel sorry for me, you could reward me later in the bridal chamber!"

Bella Gordon: "..."

She had been slightly touched just a moment ago, but now the man was starting to be improper again. Really...

"Ahem, Husband, didn’t you say you’ve sold yourself to me? A slave sleeping with his master is already a tremendous grace; do you still expect a reward?" Bianca raised her head and gently kissed the man’s taut jawline, her provocative words infused with a woman’s unique charm, "However, is serving your wife in the bath considered a reward?"

The nervousness that had been somewhat present was washed away by the touching makeup removal moment, and the little shyness and tension at the bottom of her heart dissipated along with it. Her mood lightened up, and she could tease him now!

"Of course!"

The man’s emphatic voice carried obvious excitement, and in the next moment, his fingers were already fumbling with the buttons of her phoenix robe. For a man, the woman’s undulating chest beneath the robe was pure torture.

Originally composed, Roy’s movements to undo the buttons grew more and more urgent, and the more urgent he was, the more disordered his actions became, his breathing turning rapid. If tearing the phoenix robe wasn’t considered unlucky, with Roy’s current skills, even the finest hand-crafted robe would be torn to shreds by him!

Yet at this moment, the woman still teased him, "Husband, if you can’t even undress me, will you be able to handle the bridal chamber?"

"Bella Gordon!"

The three words that he gnashed through his teeth were squeezed from the man’s clenched jaw—this woman was really lawless. "Just don’t complain later that I’m too skilled!"

He had done a lot of homework for today!

Ever since that time in an American hotel, where the two shared a bed and almost went through with the final step, torturing each other all night long, he had deeply researched the matter upon his return. With his talent, having repeatedly gone through the scenes in his mind, Roy felt that his skills surely wouldn’t be any worse than those of playboys like Graham Stones!

Roy believed that talent was always more important than experience, especially for someone as gifted as him!

"Alright then!"

Seeing the man’s out-of-control expression just made Bianca feel even more exhilarated. She loved this unrestrained Brother Roy in front of her. Such a vivid Brother Roy made her feel it was all the more real, "As long as you don’t make it hurt later, I won’t complain about your expertise. I’ll even give you a thumbs up!"

I’ll even give you a thumbs up?

Roy felt a twitch at the corner of his eye, only a woman like her could say such things!

"The thumbs-up is settled!"

Having said that, the man directly picked her up, her clothes already half-off. He didn’t bother to continue stripping them; instead, he bent down, scooped her horizontally, and pressed her into the bathtub. The warm water instantly soaked through both of their clothes. The dragon and phoenix robe was really too cumbersome, and once wrapped around, it was even harder to take off!

Bella Gordon looked at Roy Thompson, who was as romantically disheveled as she, and suddenly, an image flashed across her mind of the two of them bathing together in the bathroom during their childhood. At that time, Roy had not been living in the Gordon family’s villa for long, and he was still not very familiar with the Gordon family.

Ivy Aretha asked Bella to take him for a bath. Back then she was quirky and suddenly thought that such a handsome and gentlemanly boy, if he were to fall into the water and become a drenched chicken, what would he look like?

Thinking this way, she acted on impulse at that instant. While helping him fill the bath, she pushed him, intending to push him into the bathtub and soak his handsome little British suit. However, Roy, in his panic when she pushed him, immediately grabbed her for help, and as one would expect, the result was obvious...

The Bella who had wanted to see someone else’s embarrassment ended up more embarrassed herself. Her white dress and white legging socks were wet through, and they transformed even more drastically than the small suit would have. But that wasn’t the key point, the key was that the position of the two of them at that time was exactly the same as it was now.

"Brother Roy, do you still remember that year at the Gordon family’s villa, we almost took a mandarin duck bath together?" The memory emerged in her mind, and Bella asked out loud, almost without realizing it, as if the long-lost memory had resurfaced on her wedding day. It felt like time had witnessed their growth, giving them the most beautiful memories.

"Mm, baby, to be honest, you wanted to take a mandarin duck bath with me even back then!" Roy, who had initially felt somewhat embarrassed, suddenly laughed upon hearing her words. That beautiful memory brought a smile to his lips, "I’m sorry, I was young and didn’t understand back then that it was your way of showing love. If I had known, I definitely would have bathed with you!"

Bella: "..."

This man...

"But at that time, you were pulling a long face, saying I had all sorts of bad ideas in my head?" As a child, Roy was already quite reserved, and living in Bella’s house, he was even more restrained, "You just ignored me completely, and I was really heartbroken back then, after all, I was a girl that everyone loved to see!"

"Pfft!"

Remembering the young girl’s temper back then, Roy couldn’t help but laugh out loud. Being made a fool of by her for the first time, the generally well-behaved boy felt bad, and unusually, he chastised her quite a bit, "Wife, I was wrong. I was young and ignorant back then, unaware that ’Wife’s word is law.’ Otherwise, I would have definitely taken good care of you!"

While saying this, the man’s hands had already begun exploring up from under the hem of the phoenix robe: "Now I understand. As a man, I must make sure to take good care of my wife, making her comfortable, whether in the bathroom or in the bed!"

Bella: "..."

Why is it that when men grow up, their brains get filled with lustful thoughts?

While her mind was filled with complaints, her body was becoming strangely stirred by the man’s actions. The phoenix robe’s hem had already been lifted by the man, and her two pristine legs were submerged in the warm water. The man’s fingers continued to linger on her abdomen.

The delicate gentleness brought by the dance of the water allowed Bella’s body to sink deeper into the water, and even though her back was already up against the bathtub, this softening of her body made her feel weak, leading her to instinctively grasp the soaked edges of the man’s clothes.

"Brother Roy, it’s one thing to do it in the bathroom, but to not even take off your clothes, I despise you!"

Roy Thompson: "..."

Provocation? A challenge?