Substitute Bride: Utterly Pampered by Her Billionaire Husband Chapter 1691: Unmarried

She reached out with both hands to push him away, but as soon as her slender white fingers touched his solid chest, she pulled back in fright, because he wasn’t wearing a shirt.

Then his voice sounded again at her ear, "Celeste Linden, are you touching me?"

"..."

Celeste Linden looked at his handsome yet mischievous face and felt he truly deserved a smack. She immediately withdrew her little hand, "Major, you’ve misunderstood, I didn’t touch you."

Ethan Barnes slowly narrowed his long eyes, his lips curling as he looked at her, "You say you didn’t touch me, but you clearly did just now, and now want to run after touching me? Celeste Linden, do you think I’m a pushover?"

Celeste Linden looked at him with wide eyes, "So what do you want?"

Ethan Barnes’ gaze drifted down frankly to her swimsuit.

Ah!

Celeste Linden gasped inwardly and immediately buried herself deep in the hot spring, leaving only her little head above the water.

Her cape had been pulled off by Willow earlier, now she didn’t have anything to cover herself, so she wrapped her slender arms around herself.

"Major, don’t you understand the concept of ’non-consensual viewing’? You don’t even understand this basic principle?" Celeste Linden looked at him in shameful anger.

Ethan Barnes didn’t restrain himself at all; he openly stared at her and even smiled playfully, "You came out dressed like this, so don’t blame others for looking at you. You’re right in front of me, I’m not blind."

Celeste Linden didn’t want to argue with him at all; she just wanted to leave quickly, so she turned to swim away.

But Ethan Barnes blocked her way.

She moved left, he moved left.

She moved right, he moved right.

He blocked all her paths, trapping her thoroughly.

The key issue was, she was submerged in water, while he stood in front of her, which due to their height difference made her gaze land directly on his abs.

One, two, three, four... seven, eight, a strong, solid eight-pack.

And the beautiful V-line leading downward.

Celeste Linden felt she had nowhere for her eyes to go; she didn’t want to look. An unnatural blush crawled up her snow-white earlobes as she looked up at him, "Major, just tell me directly what you want."

Ethan Barnes gazed at her with her little head exposed; she was always beautiful and graceful, rarely showing such youthful shyness and anger — however she was, she looked good.

"It’s simple, however you touched me just now, I want to... touch back." Ethan Barnes said.

Say what?

Celeste Linden’s pupils contracted; she couldn’t believe he said something like that. It was simply shameless.

"Major, please show some respect, or I’ll call for help, and then it won’t look good when your wife comes and everyone sees!" Celeste Linden threatened.

Ethan Barnes was clearly unafraid, "Sure, go ahead and yell, I’ll see how loud you can shout."

"You!"

Celeste Linden took the opportunity to splash water at him, then turned and ran away.

Unfortunately, it didn’t succeed. Ethan Barnes reached out with his large hand, grabbed her slender arm, pulled her out of the water, and directly into his embrace.

"Ethan Barnes, let go of me!" Celeste Linden immediately struggled.

"No way!" Ethan Barnes tightened his muscular arms, holding her firmly. He leaned his thin lips close to her ear and whispered, "Celeste Linden, I’ve already proposed divorce to Carlotta!"

What?

"Actually... we didn’t get a marriage certificate, we only held a reception back then, so strictly speaking, I’ve always been single!"