Unexpectedly, Summer Ford coldly replied to him, "It's none of your business."
Ethan Laurent's gaze, already cold enough to freeze someone to death, sharpened even more.
Summer Ford hadn't turned her face towards him from start to finish.
She continually ignored him, just as he ignored her at the company.
Ethan Laurent was somewhat annoyed. He took a few steps forward and pulled the sheet off her, forcibly turning her body around.
His movements were rough, and the hand gripping Summer Ford's arms hurt her.
Summer Ford's temper flared up as well.
Her eyes swept over him, and she angrily growled at him, "Ethan Laurent, what are you doing?"
Ethan Laurent glanced at her with a chill in his eyes, a sneer curling at his lips, "As your lawful husband, isn't everything I want to do allowed?"
As he said this, the corners of his lips curled slightly, that curve utterly wicked.
Summer Ford was so infuriated by him that she trembled all over.
