The CEO’s Billion Dollar Bride
Chapter 744 - 723: Good, I’ll wait for my wife to serve me!

Chapter 744: Chapter 723: Good, I’ll wait for my wife to serve me!

"Honey..."

Her soft, sweet voice rang out behind him, making Jaysen Smith feel as if his blood was flowing backwards, his bodily temperature akin to being ignited under high heat, instantly flaring up.

"Madeline, don’t regret this!"

He had intended to let her off, but since she dared to provoke him, sleep would be off the cards that night. Swiftly, he caught her hand, turned around and pressed his body onto hers on the bed. The woman’s movements were halted by his restraining grip. He said, "You provoked me, don’t blame me for this!"

"How could I blame you? Isn’t it a wife’s duty to serve her husband?"

Jaysen Smith: "..."

When did his wife become so obliging?

However, such an eagerly offered opportunity to be catered to was rare. If he let it slip, who knew when the next chance would present itself?

"Hmm, good, I’m ready for my wife to serve me!"

Hearing this, Jaysen Smith suddenly let go of her, laying on the bed with an expectant air, causing Sienna Harrison’s eyelid to twitch. Wasn’t she just supposed to help fulfill his needs? Did he actually think she was there to serve him?

"Um, honey, does this pose mean you’re trying to - seek out - the ladies?"

Jaysen Smith: "..."

The ladies?

"Wife, I can do it myself!" Upon hearing these three words, Jaysen Smith jumped up as if he’d been electrified. Swiftly removing his suit pants, he grabbed Sienna Harrison’s hand and placed it on his lower body, then said, "I’m ready, please start!"

Sienna Harrison: "..."

A man acting like this always seemed quite shocking...

However, Sienna Harrison didn’t hesitate. Following his lead, she began to move, the scene perhaps a little too harmonious. By the time they finished, Sienna Harrison was so exhausted she didn’t even have the energy to lift her hand.

"Honey, do you feel good?"

Huh?

Could he say he wasn’t satisfied and ask for another round?

"It felt good. If we do it again, it’ll feel even better!"

Sienna Harrison: "..."

This man, even after all this time, he still wants to go again?

"If you dare ask for another round, I’ll get an inflatable doll for you tomorrow. She will meet your needs while I watch!" Sienna Harrison lay prone in front of him, slyly wiping her messy hand on his impeccably clean white shirt before clutching at his collar.

Jaysen Smith couldn’t help but laugh. He caught the hand on his chest, pressed a kiss to it, then carried her into the bathroom, coaxing her into taking a bath together before finally settling her in bed.

Jaysen Smith, satisfied, was alert and in high spirits, talking to her non-stop, his excitement made Sienna Harrison’s heart soften.

She had thought that if she was pregnant, he would be as happy as she was. But his degree of happiness still managed to surprise her.

Their child had finally returned, the weight that had oppressed both families finally lifted, basking in the sunlight. No one said a word, but Sienna Harrison knew that she had caused uproar due to her miscarriage, distressing both families. Her sister, Julia Harrison, remained remorseful. His brother-in-law, Oliver Thompson, must have been starving for even longer than Jaysen!

Now, their child was back, and her brother-in-law would no longer need to live like a monk.

They had lost a child, and Lina Miller was also forced to sacrifice one. Ivy Aretha had created a fuss, at one point her life hanging in the balance. Oliver Thompson and Julia Harrison had tormented each other for years despite their love, narrowly avoiding parting ways.

Everyone had been through so much; it was time for happiness.

Michael Gordon’s villa.

As soon as Ivy Aretha arrived home, she was besieged by Bella Gordon, who was obsessively combing her hair. Mr. Gordon was not even allowed to touch Ivy. Roy Thompson was summarily thrown out by Oliver Thompson. He found himself on the sofa watching TV with the sympathetic Mr. Gordon. In the presence of his father-in-law, Mr. Gordon decisively asserted his authority by switching the cartoon Roy was watching to a financial channel.

With a pitiful look on his face, Roy turned to Michael Gordon, yearning for some time before cautiously saying, "Uncle Gordon, I haven’t finished watching my cartoon yet!"

"Hmm!"

Michael only hummed and gave no indication of complying with his son-in-law’s request, continuing to watch the financial news.

After a while, noticing that the boy was still staring at him, he added, "And then?"

"Shouldn’t adults let the kids win?"

Unmoving, Roy stared intently at Michael, his wide, innocent eyes sparkling earnestly.

However, his plea was summarily dismissed with the casual remark, "If you want to steal your father-in-law’s TV, do you still want to marry my daughter in the future?"

Roy Thompson: "..."

"Uncle Gordon, actually, I also really like watching financial news!"

After voicing that, he hurriedly sat down next to Michael Gordon, intently following the financial news. He was afraid that a moment of dissatisfaction could result in his girlfriend being married off to someone else!

"Hmm, as a man, you should watch more TV about making money so you can afford a wife," Michael affirmed, patting Roy’s head approvingly.

Inside the second-floor bedroom.

Upon entering the room, Oliver locked the bedroom door then stood imposingly in front of it. He stared deeply at Julia, causing her cheeks to flush. Remembering Sienna’s comment about being smitten by him, Julia’s face turned an even deeper red.

"Oliver, you’ve left Roy alone outside. He’ll end up watching those senseless TV shows again!"

"It’s okay, Michael was also chasing his daughter around downstairs and he’s now watching TV in the living room. He won’t let his future son-in-law watch those meaningless shows!"

As he spoke, Oliver’s gaze never left Julia’s face. His eyes grew darker and more intent by the second, making Julia instinctively want to run away. But before she could move, her wrist was firmly grasped.

"Wife, I’ve endured my punishment for long enough. Tonight, let me stay with you!"

With a slight tug from Oliver, Julia fell into his embrace, his chin resting on her shoulder. His familiar masculine scent enveloped her and cleared away all her worries.

Seeing that Julia didn’t respond, Oliver naturally thought she misunderstood his intentions, and quickly added, "I promise, I just want to sleep with you tonight. I promise, nothing more!"

After finishing his sentence, Oliver raised his right hand in a solemn oath.