Ex Husband Goes Money Comes Chapter 445

Chapter 445 520 Push-Ups as a Gift

The moment Ormand realized it, he quickly answered again to make it up.

“Honey, don’t get me wrong. I didn’t mean to say that you are heavy. You are so light, like a feather, an

d you have a good figure. I can’t stop myself from falling in love with you.”

He stared at Viola nervously.

Viola still stared at him seriously.

Viola did not respond.

Ormand looked at her in confusion. Was he wrong again?

He didn’t understand what the correct answers were.

Seeing that Viola’s expression was getting colder and colder, Ormand hurriedly begged for mercy. “Viol

a, can you tell me the answer in your heart?”

Viola snorted. “Alright. When we get back to the bedroom, I’ll teach you carefully with a disciplinary rule

r. How about it?”

Ormand’s back instantly stiffened.

Viola pouted as she analyzed his first reply and solemnly listed out his mistakes.

“Answer without thinking is the truest portrayal of your heart. It means what you think.

“I am only wearing a long dress, and you said I was heavy.

“I risked my life

to give birth to two little babies for you. I’m a great contributor to the Hobson family. How dare you dislik

e me so quickly? That’s a serious mistake. You should be punished when

we go home.”

Ormand suppressed his uneasiness and walked steadily in the winding alley of the Hobson’s house.

Ormand asked carefully, “Viola, how do you want to punish me?”

Viola’s starry eyes were crafty as she stared at him. “You deserve to be spanked!”

Ormand’s face turned pale.

Viola smirked and added, “And your pants will be moved.”

Ormand’s ears instantly turned red.

He looked at Viola in his embrace and whispered, “Viola…”

He hesitated, not daring to return home.

If that were the case, Ormand could not accept this cruel punishment!

Viola was amused by his expression. She wasn’t angry at all. She was just joking.

Her finger tapped lightly on the tip of his nose.

“Alright, I won’t punish you. I was just joking. Because of my pregnancy, it’s been hard on you for a long

time. I’ll make it up to you tonight and let you have enough joy.”

Ormand put away his aggrieved expression and smiled. His thin lips curled up wantonly.

“Then, you have to be mentally prepared. It’s been a long time since we’ve had sex. I might become

a beast tonight.”

Ormand walked even faster.

He even wanted to fly directly back to the bedroom.

Soon, they went back to their room.

The night was cold.

All the wonderful sounds were hidden in the tightly locked bedroom.

Viola could not remember how many times she had gone high that night.

She only remembered that Ormand was like an energetic cow, breaking through all of her fatigue

time and time again.

The next morning, Viola felt like her waist was injured.

Her whole body was sore and weak, and she almost didn’t sleep last night. Viola could not get up at

all.

Ormand woke up early in the morning and helped her postpone the contract signing with Javier. He

reached out and hugged her.

“Viola, I’ve helped you with your work. You can sleep however long you want.”

Viola was indeed very sleepy. She couldn’t even open her eyes. She was

very depressed. Why had she agreed to Ormand’s request to have sex? Or perhaps she should have r

estricted his beastly nature

last night.

Viola closed her eyes and fell asleep, but she was constantly upset about what happened last night.

A pair of big palms silently wrapped around her waist from

behind. Ormand began to kiss her earlobe softly and throw his ambiguous breath at her.

Viola frowned slightly and closed her eyes, ignoring Ormand.

Unexpectedly, Ormand became more and more unbridled. His hands began to wander around her restl

essly.

Moreover, his thin lips that were kissing her earlobe were tentatively kissing the back of her neck, and t

hen her delicate, snow–white shoulders…

Viola frowned. In the end, she couldn’t take it anymore. As she turned around, she made a decisive mo

ve and pressed down on Ormand’s face.

Ormand was surprised.

“Stop. I want to have a good rest.”

She was exhausted. Her voice was soft, but her tone was very dignified.

Ormand sighed and lay on her body, resigned to his fate. His magnetic and low voice sounded out.

“Viola, sleep for three hours. When it’s 12 o’clock, how about having another shot?”

Viola was speechless.

Her waist was extremely sore, and it was so sore that it was almost broken.

Ormand, who had completely recovered and had not had sex for eleven months, was like a hungry

beast.

Viola was a little regretful. Why did she find such a vigorous man to be her husband?

Was it too late to throw Ormand out of the window now?

As she thought gloomily, Ormand’s hands under the quilt began to move restlessly again, wandering on

her skin.

“Aren’t you tired at all?”

“It’s alright. I’m tired and happy. I’m overjoyed!” Ormand held her face and caressed her delicate

cheeks.

Viola gritted her teeth. There was only endless

exhaustion in her mind. She could not feel any happiness at all. In order to wear Ormand out, she had

an idea.

“Since you’re not tired, then turn over and get out of bed. Do at least 520 push–ups.”

“Why do you want me to do that?” Ormand paused as he was confused.

“To express your love for me. Just treat it as a small gift from you,” she said without changing her expre

ssion.

Ormand didn’t say anything.

Since Viola said it was a small gift, Ormand couldn’t say no. Moreover, push–ups were not difficult

for him.

He kissed Viola on the cheek and quickly got off the bed, neatly putting on his pajamas.

With his naked muscular upper body, his arms propped up on the carpet. He started to do standard

push–ups.

Viola’s lazy voice came from the bed. “Count it yourself.”

The moment Viola finished speaking, Ormand effortlessly shouted, “One.

“Two.

“Three.

As he counted, Viola was so tired that she fell asleep.

When Viola woke up again, she was awakened by Ormand’s counting.

However, after a little more than an hour of sleep, she felt much better. Viola leaned against the bed and

ups on the carpet.

“356.”

Ormand’s voice was not as loud as it was at the beginning, and he was a little tired.

His body was covered in sweat, and the carpet beneath him was dyed into a deeper shade of color by

his sweat.

“Are you tired?” Viola stopped him.

Ormand took a deep breath, raised his head, and smiled at her. “Fine,” he said.

“Really?”

Viola suddenly had an evil idea. She held her waist and got off the bed. She pulled over the

nightgown on the coat rack and covered her beautiful body.

Then she walked toward Ormand and sat cross–legged on his butt.

This way, all her weight was on Ormand.

With last night’s intense battle, plus more than 300 push–ups, Ormand was exhausted. After Viola

sat on him, his body obviously sank.

Viola sat steadily and stared at Ormand. “Keep going.”

Ormand gritted his teeth and continued to do push–ups, and he did not say anything.

“Why do you stop counting?” Viola asked.

He was slightly stunned and asked, “How many did I just do?”

356.

Viola vaguely remembered that she seemed to have heard him say this number. However, she lightly cu

Ormand’s back froze.

What a cunning woman!

He simply lay on the carpet and complained to her, “Viola

is too bad. Stop torturing me. I still want to save some strength and have another shot at noon.”

Why did Ormand still hold that thought since he was so tired?

Viola’s face quickly turned gloomy. She put her palms together and fiercely slapped his butt.