After divorce I am a billionaire

Under the rising mist, Abigail, who was in the bathtub, looked loose and pursed her red lips from tto time, as if she was sleeping soundly.

Micah's heart throbbed when he saw it. His fiancee was in front of him like this. If he didn't feel anything, then he was not a man.

He resisted the beast that wanted to roar and pin her down in his heart, and helped her wash her body calmly.

Half an hour later, Micah, who was forced to be drenched because of Abigail, took a shower.

Being half-asleep, Abigail blinked, was still drunk and looked hazy.

Hearing the sound of the shower, she grabbed the edge of the bathtub, rested her head lazily on her arms, and looked at the tall man under the shower.

His skin was dripping with water, which looked delicious.

Abigail could only see the profile of the man and thought him very handsome.

He was her type. Being drunk, she had a provocative idea.

She rested her head on one arm lazily and her voice was soft, "Sir, you look so handsin the shower. How much for one night?" Micah, who was taking a shower, was stunned on the spot and took a while before he realized that Abigail was talking to him.

Sir? She was sober and didn't find out who he was? "Abigail, say it again. Who am 1?" Abigail smiled enchantingly and continued to say to herself, "Don't worry. I'll spend one night with you. I'm very well behaved.

Just chat with you on the bed.” Micah lowered his head and turned off the shower. Walking towards her, he slowly squatted in front of the bathtub and asked in a cold voice, "You really don't know who | am?" Abigail reached out and touched his face. Her fingertips outlined his facial features, and she was slightly surprised, "You look like Micah. He is already my fiance. | can't betray him. | can't spend the night with you, but, I, | want to confide..." Micah sighed, "If you have any problems, you can tell me." Her cheeks were as red as ripe apples, and she smiled but looked groggy. Obviously, she hadn't sobered up.

As if she was talking bad behind someone's back, she looked shrew and a little cute.

It was the complete opposite of what an able woman usually looked like in the business.

"My fiance, he is rich, handsome, and highly educated and intelligent. He is simply one of the best men, but he..." Abigail said sullenly, "He has a low EQ and can't speak properly. His one word can pissoff." Micah asked tentatively, "Are you tired of him?" Abigail shook her head decisively, "I like him. | chased him for more than a year." Micah suddenly settled down.

He kissed Abigail's forehead and said in a soft voice, "He likes you too." Abigail grabbed the edge of the bathtub and kept laughing, "I told him. | don't want him to chaseanymore. | want to have a further relationship with him. The hint was so obvious, but he was like a fool. Not only did he not understand, he insisted chasing aftera whole year. Even one day can't be missed. Do you think he is brainless?" Micah was startled.

It turned out that Abigail meant this when they were in the swimming pool...

He missed an opportunity to go further.

Micah was not reconciled to it, and wanted to know more from Abigail who was still drunk, "He is really stupid. Let's not be angry with him. When we go back from this trip, we can negotiate the marriage, and put it on the agenda earlier. How about it?" Abigail shook her and said, "This fool, let him chasefor two years..." The more she spoke, her voice gradually becsmaller, and she fell asleep again.

Micah looked at her indulgently and shook his head helplessly.

He went back to the shower head, washed himself quickly, then wiped off the water stains on Abigail who was in the bathtub, and carried her to the big bed in the room.

The two were laying into the bed comfortably.

Before turning off the lights, Micah leaned against her ear and said softly, "I'l chase you. And itll be fine if | need to chase after you forever. After getting married with a license, | can continue chasing” Knowing the true meaning of Abigail's words during the day, he thought he couldn't let Abigail be lost in vain.

The two embraced each other and slept until dawn.

When she woke up in the morning, Abigail rolled over and found herself in someone's arms.

She turned her head and saw that Micah hadn't woken up yet and was sleeping soundly.

Under the white quilt was his delicate and naked body.

Abigail was startled then lowered her eyes to look at herself who was also naked.

Last night...they...? ? When she moved, Micah woke up and blinked slightly.

"Abigail, you wake up. Do you have a headache after drinking so much last night?" Because he had just woken up, his voice was very soft. If Abigail was an inexperienced woman, she would probably be swayed by his voice and her heart would skip a beat.

He raised his hand and rubbed Abigail's head accurately to help her relieve the discomfort after drinking.

Abigail felt warmed, "I'm fine, last night we... you... didn't do anything, right?" As she spoke, she glanced into the quilt, meaning something.

Micah understood, and didn't plan to tell her the details of her drunkenness yesterday, "No, | took you back to the room, took a shower, and then rested." "Just...that's all? You really didn't do anything except take a shower?" Micah looked honest, "Even if | want to do anything, it will be with your permission. | won't do ssneaky deeds while you're drunk." Abigail naturally believed in him, but she felt a little lost in her heart.

"On the first night of the trip, we just slept. Are you too decent, or am | not attractive to you?" Micah was stunned, looked at her expression again and again, and gradually understood what she meant.

"Abigail, you don't think... you don't ..." Abigail pushed his head away with her hands, "I didn't think about anything. Get up, pack up and go have breakfast. Start today's tour with Lyra and Malcolm." Just as she was about to get out of bed, Micah grabbed her waist and pulled her back into his arms.

The distance between the two was so close. Abigail leaned her back against Micah's chest, and could almost hear his heartbeat clearly.

His heart was beating so fast and he seemed nervous.

Micah's warm breath sprayed behind her ear, and his voice suddenly bechoarse, "How can you be unattractive to me? | can't stand even a charming look from you." Abigail raised her eyebrows, "Why are you so sweet suddenly? That sounds much pleasing to ears." Micah pressed his face against hers, "At the first stop of the trip, what we couldn't achieve last night, let's make up for it this morning. It's not too late.” “Micah ...” As she called his name, she was turned over by Micah forcefully and pressed under her body.

Abigail: "What tis it? Lyra and Malcolm may be in a hurry if there is any delay.” "| think Rara they will understand.” Judging from his resolute expression, Abigail shyly gave in, "Then...then hurry up.” won Micah frowned, lowered his head and kissed her lips,saying with a firm tone, "I'm in good health. | can't hurry up."