Rebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband by Isabella Reed

ebirth After Being Betrayed by My Husband

Chapter 104

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Lily placed her hand on Ethan’s shoulder and smiled playfully. “If he had actually agreed to marry me. I would have called my incredibly handsome, possessive, and ridiculously jealous husband to teach Ryan a lesson he wouldn’t forget.”

Her words caught Ethan off guard, and he fought hard to keep from grinning like a lovestruck fool. Instead, he tilted her chin up gently with his hand, his dark eyes gleaming with mischief as a devilish smirk spread across his face.

“Alright,” he said, his tone teasing but firm. “I’ll let you off the hook this time. But…” He paused dramatically,

…you still need to be punished for another crime”

“Crime?” Lily blinked in confusion. Her head tilted slightly as she searched his face. “What crime?”

“The unforgivable crime,” he replied with mock seriousness, locking his gaze with hers. “You abandoned your husband in bed this morning and didn’t even wake him up. You know the first thing I want to see when I open my eyes is my wife’s beautiful face.”

Lily couldn’t help but laugh softly at his exaggerated tone. “Is that really a crime, my dear husband?” she asked, her voice brimming with amusement.

Ethan nodded solemnly. “It absolutely is. A husband as handsome as me has certain rights, you know. And one of them is seeing his wife’s face first thing in the morning. So now, Mrs. Ethan, I’m afraid I have to punish you.”

Her lips curved into a sly smile as she leaned closer. “Oh? And what punishment does Mr. Ethan have in mind for his wife?*

Ethan’s smirk widened as he leaned toward her ear and whispered, his voice low and teasing. “You’ll have to take a bath with me.”

For a moment, Lily froze, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of pink as his words sank in. But to his utter surprise, she nodded, her voice soft but unwavering. “Alright… I’ll do it”

stunned. Had he heard her correctly? She agreed? He had made the suggestion playfully, never expecting her to take it seriously. Watching her with wide eyes, he took a step back in disbelief, trying to process what had

daze, Lily laughed mischievously and dashed

took Ethan a few seconds to snap out of his reverie. The sound of her

she called

“Lily, are you okay?” he asked, rushing into

hesitation.

pound in his chest. Standing under the warm spray of the shower, Lily was clad only in her delicate undergarments. Her skin glistened under the water, and she turned to look at him with wide, innocent eyes that belied the mischievous grin tugging at her lips.

soul had left his body. His mind raced, trying

him.

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whisper, his voice hoarse and

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Ethan? Didn’t you suggest we take a bath together?” she teased,

swallowed hard, unable to tear his eyes away from her. One thing was certain–his punishment had taken an unexpected turn,

smooth, glowing skin, accentuating her soft curves. Her wet, jet–black hair clung to her shoulders and back, framing her face like a delicate halo. Her flushed cheeks and shimmering eyes gave her an innocent yet irresistible allure. She looked ethereal, almost like a water goddess brought

gaze lingered on her with an intensity that blended admiration and reverence. It was as though he feared blinking would shatter the vision before him. Lily glanced at her husband, noticing how he seemed frozen in awe. The way his eyes followed her every move sent warmth coursing

moment, she tilted her head and called out playfully, her voice a sultry drawl. “What’s the matter, hubby?

was powerful and unfiltered, yet underpinned by restraint. Ethan took a deep breath

do this.”

dressed, and yet he held himself back? His restraint was palpable, though the tension in his body made it clear just how hard he was trying. Then it hit her–she remembered his promise from their wedding night. He had vowed not to

I think I should go. Ethan stammered, turning

if I don’t want you to go? What if I want you

mid–step, his body taut with tension. It was taking every ounce of self–control not to turn around. The evidence of his struggle was unmistakable, yet he stood firm. The woman he adored was standing mere steps away, beckoning him, but