Be Decent, My Hubby!

A heavy headache struck her.

Joanna Kelly tried to move slightly only to find her neck was more painful and her body was weak and aching.

She opened her eyes and found a crystal chandelier glittering brightly above in the white carved ceiling.

Then she looked around the luxury room and the large bed.

She was in a hotel.

Joanna eased herself and remembered everything.

"Joanna, I've been waiting for you to come back. Marry me!"

"Stay with me tonight." That whisper was full of affection and temptation.

Owen Howard and she would become a couple at last.

Surprised and astonished as she was that Owen was waiting for her and proposed once she came back after three years.

Suddenly the sound came when the door of the bathroom was opened. Joanna was blushed and felt her face burning, "Owe--" Owen.

She did not utter out that name before she was stunned by the man in front of her.

A tall and slim man walking out of the bathroom, with a bath towel wrapped around his waist, and his wheatish firm upper body naked. That face was clearly defined out. And he looked at her with one corner of his mouth curved up while the lights in his eyes were dimmed. The expression on his face was more than a smile.

—It was not Owen Howard at all!

Then who was he?!

Joanna rose from the bed quickly, leaving no consideration of her weak and aching body, dragged the quilt that slipped from her shoulder, and moved towards the corner of the bed.

"Who are you?" Joanna was so frightened that her voice sounded different from the usual.

That man walked casually towards her.

"That's the question that I am supposed to ask you."

He sat down on the bad directly, which made Joanna move backward to the corner and almost fell from the bed.

Had she worn any clothes, she would have run and left the room immediately.

"Who are you? And why are you on my bed?"

He got close to her and there was a hidden warning in his smiling eyes.

His bed?

She stayed with Owen last night and drank a lot of wine with him because she was so happy with that proposal.

After that, Owen asked her to stay with him and she agreed in a daze.

Then why she woke up in someone else's bed?

"I..."

Joanna did not know what she could say.

She could not remember what happened last night after she got drunk, let alone why she was in his bed.

That man suddenly got even closer to her and held her chin with his slender yet powerful fingers.

A sarcastic expression appeared in his face, "Let me say it for you, are you here trying to take a bite of me?"

"..." Took a bite of him?

How could she do that when she had no idea who he was?

"Boom! Boom--"

There was an extremely loud sound came from the door. Someone was bashing on the door instead of knocking.

"You still want to deny it?" That man held her chin even more tightly with a look that he knew everything, "You called people to come here and catch us in the spot. What do you want? Money? Or you want me to marry you?"

Money? Marriage?

What was that?

"No, there must be an explanation for all this..." Joanna tried to calm herself down and explained.

When she finished her words, the door was opened to another loud sound.

"Ah!"

She shouted out of surprise, got rid of his hand, and hid under the quilt before anyone strode in the room.

She could not imagine what would happen between Owen and her if they saw her in someone else's bed.

The sound of heavy steps came, followed by a series of crazy clicks of taking photos.

"Tim, I was curious before why you didn't go to the company or return to the Howards. Now I know your secret. You got an Eden outside! May I know which lady is honored to have your attention?"

Tim?

A Howard?

The woman under the quilt suddenly stiffed.