Can't Resist the Billionaire novel Chapter 2

"What do I want? Jasmine, I'm warning you. If you don't do as I say, I'll tell Christopher that you've slept with me right now!" Vincent seemed to master my mind. From the phone, I could feel the sinister cold smile on his face.

My fingers clenched tightly and my body shook instinctively. This man was very strong, and he was also the kind of person who would do what he said. If he really told others about our scandal, the marriage I was fighting to keep would collapse. Then what was the point of my previous sacrifice?

Seeing that I was silent, Vincent seemed to have mastered me better. He continued to order me, "Jasmine, remember tonight, in the hotel where we had sex last time, and wear my favorite white shirt!"

"But Christopher came back today..." My tone was actually completely surrendered, but I was still making the final struggle.

Seeing my voice finally soften, Vincent said with a smug smile, " Tonight, I will not let him touch you!"

After he said that, before I could say anything, Vincent hung up the phone decisively.

I was so nervous and scared that my hand holding the phone couldn't help trembling. "What on earth is Vincent thinking? He has many women, why does he keep pestering me?"

Was it that his relationship with Christopher had never been on good terms, so he was looking for a chance to take revenge on him?

Just as when I was losing my mind, the phone rang again. I was so frightened that I shivered when I thought that it was Vincent calling again. When I took a closer look, I saw that it was Christopher calling.

"My dear wife, I'm back!" Christopher's voice came from the other end of the phone. I instantly calmed down.

No matter what happened, as long as Christopher was still by my side and I could hear his voice every day, that's enough.

Trying my best to maintain my calm tone, I said to Christopher, "You are back? Are you hungry? I'll go home later and cook something delicious for you."

Christopher had remained in prison for more than ten days. I knew that the food in the detention center was not delicious, so I decided to go home to treat his stomach.

Christopher laughed at the other end of the phone and said in a doting tone, "No need, I'll go to the market later and buy some ingredients. I'll cook for you!"