The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 180 - 161、How deep is love?

Chapter 180: 161、How deep is love?

The man’s gaze visibly changed as he stared at her, his body tensing as if he hadn’t expected her to say something like that. His eyes flickered, and his Adam’s apple shifted again.

Ivy Aretha could even sense the sound of him swallowing his saliva, as if afraid he would make an even more excessive request. Without waiting for the man to speak, she quickly added, "If you’re not willing, forget it, I’m going to sleep!"

With that, she turned her head, closed her eyes, and pretended to sleep!

Having reached this point in the conversation, Mr. Gordon had been starving for so long, no, more accurately, for so many years. Now that she had taken the initiative, he would be a fool to give up!

But how could someone as smart as Mr. Gordon be a fool?

"I’m willing, wife. I’m more than willing!"

While speaking, he turned Ivy’s head, gently took her pale hand that had just been waving in front of her eyes, and kissed it tenderly. His deep, hoarse voice was filled with a pleasant magnetism, "Wife, I’m willing, let’s use this!"

Although it was much worse than the real thing, it was much better than going to the bathroom by himself!

Seeing his hopeful eyes, Ivy shook her head helplessly and sighed deeply. "Well, since we’re using this, what’s the difference between yours and mine? And I don’t have any experience with this kind of thing!"

She had only come across this while reading those unproductive novels when she was bored!

Otherwise, she wouldn’t even know that physiological needs could be resolved this way!

Michael Gordon: "..."

She had no experience, did he?

Why did her words sound so ironic in his heart!

"Wife, of course there’s a difference!" Doing it by himself and doing it with her were certainly different, "This kind of thing is meant to be done for the person one loves, isn’t it? Otherwise, how could it be called love?"

Ivy Aretha: "..."

This man was truly a bit of a hooligan when he wanted to be, and she was finding it hard to cope. However, his words about doing it with the one he loved deeply pleased her, whether they were sincere or not, and they warmed her heart deeply.

People say that men’s words in bed can’t be trusted, but Ivy still held out hope!

"Alright, can you shut up now?"

If this went on, she really wouldn’t be able to take it anymore. "If you keep talking, I won’t help you and you’ll have to go take a shower!"

Michael Gordon: "..."

Alright, he’d better quickly shut up!

Otherwise, on this wedding night, there would be no benefits to be gained, and the memories of it would be bitter!

However, just as Ivy was nervously rubbing her hands and hadn’t yet managed to make a sound, the crisp and pleasant sound of a phone ringing suddenly interrupted them, and Michael Gordon’s face, already covered in a fine sheen of sweat, darkened even further. Annoyed, he cursed under his breath: "Dammit!"

Who the hell was so blind as to call and disturb them at this moment? He couldn’t believe he hadn’t turned off his phone!

Ivy’s hand stopped midway in the air, her eyes fixed on him as sweat streamed down his face. It wasn’t because she wasn’t helping, it was because the heavens weren’t on his side!

"Quick, answer the phone, don’t wake the baby!" Ivy pushed him to answer the call, "Don’t be upset, just consider it as God’s punishment for what you did to me six years ago. No more wedding night!"

Michael Gordon: "..."

Had he really been so unforgivable?

Even God refused to let him taste the fruits of married life?

With her saying this, Michael Gordon’s face could no longer be described as dark. Just as he was about to search for his phone, he saw that Bianca was holding it, standing on the bed, and looking down at her parents who were whispering to each other.

"Daddy, Mommy, what are you doing so intently that even the phone is being ignored?" The little girl stared with big eyes and a furrowed brow, looking perplexed at her parents who were lying so close together. "Oh, Daddy, are you hot? Why is there so much sweat on your forehead?"

Michael Gordon swore that he had never felt so embarrassed in his life!

Never!

Ivy was right, it was divine punishment! And this little girl was the instrument of their punishment!

Just as they were about to consummate their marriage, she had ruined it. Now he’d already made a compromise, but she was still ruining it. And this embarrassing situation was exposed! How humiliating!

*giggle*

For some reason, seeing Michael Gordon’s embarrassed face, Ivy’s mood suddenly brightened and she laughed out loud. "Your daddy wanted to do something shameful, and he was just caught in the act by you. He’s feeling embarrassed now, sweetheart. Just don’t argue with the shy man and go to sleep, alright?"

Michael Gordon: "..." He vowed never to let this ancestral tormentor onto their bed again!

Bianca: "..." Her daddy could be shy too? Wasn’t shyness a woman’s prerogative?

Although the little girl was very confused, she obediently handed the ringing phone to her mother after hearing Ivy’s words, and then went to sleep in her designated spot. She only noticed that her position had changed when she lay down.

She was supposed to be in the middle, but she had somehow been thrown to the farthest side...

Ivy Aretha laughed softly as she took the still-ringing phone from Bianca’s hand, then gave Michael Gordon a deep look. Her gaze caught the two words on the phone screen: "Gordon Mansion." She pushed the embarrassed man buried in the pillow, who couldn’t bear to show his face, and her laughter deepened.

"Mr. Gordon, are you hot?"

As Ivy spoke, she deliberately touched the beads of sweat on his forehead caused by his restraint. Seeing that he was pretending to be dead and didn’t respond, or even pay attention to the ringing phone in her hand, Ivy became angry: "It’s your father’s call, and you’re still not answering. Are you planning to keep mother and daughter awake all night?"

At her words, Michael Gordon, who had been burying his head, suddenly sprung up from the bed, practically snatching the phone from Ivy’s hand. He swiftly pressed the button, his deep eyes staring intently at the woman lying beside him.

"I’m sorry for disturbing you!"

At this time, the call from Gordon Mansion must have come after seeing the news, to lecture him!

It was his negligence that he hadn’t thought to report it. At least it wouldn’t have allowed the call to disturb them at this moment. For Ivy, this wasn’t merely a mood killer, it was a heavy blow.

"Go out and answer it quickly, or do you want to keep us awake all night?" Since it was a call from Gordon Mansion, Michael had to answer it, and she didn’t think it was inappropriate. It was a matter that was bound to happen sooner or later; it was only logical that it came at this time!

"I’ll be right back after I answer the call!" Michael Gordon said as he got off the bed with the phone in hand, then bent down to kiss her forehead, "Behave, and wait for me. Don’t overthink things!"

Michael Gordon had only taken one step when he realized that the person behind him was still watching him. He turned his head and looked at her firmly: "Don’t think too much, you just need to be responsible for marrying me with the child. Leave the rest to me!"