The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 1139 - 1119 Ah!!!!!!

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1119 Ah!!!!!!

For a while, the woman didn’t make a sound, just finished typing, and then intently stared at her computer screen.

Willy Smith couldn’t keep his composure any longer. Suddenly, he sprang up from the bed and looked toward the woman’s computer screen...

He shouldn’t have looked. Various detailed instructional diagrams about **** spanned the screen, the illustrations comprehensive and explicit—it was perfection embodied!

But...

"Why are there even step-by-step pictures, and yet no hands?"

The woman kept flipping through, muttering to herself all the while.

Willy Smith: "..."

After all this time pretending like an old hand, was she actually relying on the computer?

Willy Smith felt an urge to run headfirst into a wall, "You don’t know how to do this?"

"Why should I know how to do it?"

The woman continued to earnestly flip through webpages, instinctively retorting, "If it weren’t for your peculiar tastes, I would never look at such trashy sites in my lifetime!"

"Trashy webpages?"

Willy Smith’s eyes twitched, "You’re still looking at trashy webpages..."

He cut himself off midway. The word he wanted to say, "look," felt like it might never pass his lips again.

She had said it carelessly, but he had understood. To her, it was a site worth discarding, but for him, she had gone so far as to delve into it—didn’t that mean...

In Willy Smith’s mind, her words echoed, "It won’t be long now, in a few days, I can call him husband." So it turned out...

He had permeated her heart to this extent!

"Forget it! Stop looking!"

Willy Smith heaved a deep sigh, his face nevertheless bearing a faint smile, as he closed the woman’s laptop, "You don’t know, I’ll do it myself!"

After speaking, he got up from the bed and headed straight for the bathroom. With a bang, the bathroom door closed, and he was completely out of her sight.

Only then did Nana Jensen come to her senses, her mind conjuring up the image of him in the bathroom, recalling how she had given up even before starting that day in the car, and then...

Suddenly, Nana Jensen bounced up from the bed, rushed to the bathroom door, and started pounding on it, "John, you get out here! What are you doing? You can’t do this alone! Come out, I’ll do it for you, I’ve figured it out, I know how to do it now, come out, I’ll help you!"

Willy Smith: "..."

This woman...

What does she think he’s doing?

It couldn’t be...

The thought of her imagining a scene like that sent Willy Smith into a frenzy.

In a swift motion, the bathroom door was pulled open, and Nana Jensen, whose fingers were in the process of knocking, found them hanging in the air, and then... she saw something...

"Ah!!!!"

Nana instinctively covered her eyes, screaming, "John, you, put on your clothes quickly!"

Willy Smith: "..."

"If you’re supposed to solve this for me, how can you help me if I put on my clothes?"

Nana Jensen: "..."

Well, that phrase, it seemed like she was the one who had said it!

Her fingers untangled one by one, and finally, Nana Jensen still ended up staring wide-eyed at the man’s naked lower body for a long while before she spoke again, "Then... then let’s start!"

Having said that, she seriously rolled up her sleeves as if ready to do some serious work, causing Willy Smith’s eyes to twitch.

Such great strength, was she planning to cripple him?

"Okay, go to sleep first, I’ll take a cold shower and then come to sleep with you!"

After a pause, he added, "I’m not doing what you’re thinking in your head!"

Nana Jensen: "..."

The things she was imagining?

The messy things she was thinking about in her head, he actually knew about them?

Nana Jensen’s face turned thoroughly red in an instant, and she turned around, jumped onto the bed, and burrowed into the bedding, smothering her head tightly...

As time ticked away, Nana Jensen lay tensely for a long while before finally blinking her eyes; the man still hadn’t come, so she slightly lifted a corner of the bedding. With that lift, her breathing became smoother, and as the air flowed more freely, sleepiness began to overwhelm her. By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already the next morning!

Her head rested on the man’s arm, her hands wrapped around his chest, with the man looking down, motionless, gazing at her face as if spellbound...

"John, does your arm feel sore?"

She had expected him to say no, but instead...

"If my wife likes my arm as a pillow, I wouldn’t mind even if it were sore or even if it broke, I’d be more than willing!"

The man said while chuckling softly, and as he spoke, he leaned in to kiss her forehead.

Huh?

"Then just move your hand away, I can sleep just as well on a pillow!"

As Nana Jensen got up, she checked the man’s arm and sure enough, there was a big imprint from where she had slept. "Willy Smith, don’t try to capture my heart with these trivial things; if you do, I’ll..."

Before she could finish saying "feel heartache," the man’s laughter-filled, deep voice came into her ear, cutting off what she was about to say, "If you don’t like it when I use little things to capture your heart, I’ll just use a big thing to force you to give me your whole heart. What about dying for you, how’s that?"

His words, deep and grave, sounded like a joke, but when they reached Nana Jensen’s ears, they made her hair stand on end.

"Willy Smith, stop talking nonsense here. Who wants your life? Who wants you to die for me!"

Such words, just hearing them was frightening. Good things often don’t work out, but these bad things might just happen; Nana Jensen felt her back breaking out in a cold sweat, "Do you think all women are meant to be conquered? A woman who can be conquered by you can also be conquered by someone else. A woman who truly loves you doesn’t need to be conquered to offer up her heart willingly!"

To offer up her heart willingly?

This kind of thing that big guys enjoy talking about, he seemed to have little interest in it!

"Come on, Nora, I was just making a joke, why are you so nervous? Even if I wanted to die for you, I would need the opportunity to do so!"

Indeed, it was just a joke, but who knew...

After breakfast, Willy Smith, as usual, drove Nana Jensen to Jensen Corp before heading to work at Smith Group. This had been their routine ever since they got married.

But this time, just as Willy Smith had dropped Nana Jensen off at the bottom of the Jensen building, he heard security guards screaming; from a distance he could see that the area at the bottom of the Jensen building was packed with people.

"Please, don’t give up hope, don’t jump!"

"Yes, yes, absolutely don’t lose hope. If you have any issues, you can talk to CEO Jensen slowly!"