The Substitute Bride Doted by My billionaire Husband

Chapter 660 She asked him if he liked it.

Initially, Joyce’s bowel wasn’t filled, and she didn’t have need to use the restroom, but realizing that she couldn’t escape, she suddenly felt pressed.

“Hey, I really wanna use the restroom,” she pleaded.

Two bodyguards led her to a bathroom.

The bodyguard blocked her way. She was left with no choice, hence she lowered her head and went into the bathroom.

At this moment, steady footsteps were heard outside the door. Damien asked in a low voice, “Where is she?”

“CEO, she’s in the bathroom.”

Damien turned around and went to the bathroom.

Joyce’s heart tensed. She could not be found by him. She needed to hide, but where should she hide? There was a big trash can in this bathroom. It was brand new. It was estimated to have just arrived. She quickly ran over to open the lid of the trash can, then squatted in and closed the lid again.

With a click, the bathroom door opened.

A few bodyguards walked in and started to search the restroom. Damien was behind them. He took out a cigarette from his trousers pocket with one hand and placed it between his lips, then he went on to lit the cigarette.

Joyce squatted in the trash can. She could clearly see the situation outside through the mouth of the bucket.

The bodyguards carefully searched the restroom but found no one. “Sir, I can’t find Miss Brown.” Joyce secretly looked at Damien who was not far away. The bodyguards all retreated behind him. He was smoking a cigarette.

The smoke obscured his handsome face. There was a scarlet flame between two fingers of his right hand.

Joyce shrank in fright and hugged herself tightly. Did he notice her?

Damien’s eyes were like an eagle hovering in the dark night.

“You all go out, I want to pee,” Damien, who had always been elegant and honorable, revealed a bit of playfulness.

everyone withdrew and exited

was hiding in the trash can, breathed a sigh of relief.

this moment, the steady footsteps headed

pee? Why is he coming here?” Joyce questioned

her moving eyes and saw Damien walking over. All she could see were his tight and

his thin lips, and he reached out and held

he liked i

a click, he

to pee in

happening. She wondered if Damien had no morals that he wanted to pee in the trash

Joyce wondered if he did

can, she could see his movements clearly. He was really pulling his

stood up from

trembling finger and pointed at him, “Damien, you’re changing!” she yelled. With a cigarette in his mouth, Damien knitted his eyebrows and slowly blew the

he have the guts to do

my business if I want to pee anywhere. If you let me pee on you, then

believe her ears. She wondered where he derived

had she not

my belt,” Damien ordered her, as he took the cigarette away from his

looked down and saw that his

quickly jumped out of

She turned and left.

as she lifted her foot, a big, well-defined palm grabbed her wrist and

and placed it on the belt around his waist. “Hurry up and buckle it for

her hand, but she could not get rid

she could do at the moment. “Okay, I’ll buckle it

and

and his big, sharp palms pressed against her shoulders and