My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 6 Only One Bed

Janet was startled. “If I’m not Jocelyn Lind, who else do you think I am? It’s such a lame question,” she said jokingly.

Janet had married Ethan as Jocelyn Lind. If she messed up the plan, Fiona would not give her the money. Hannah was still at the hospital, waiting for the money to get her surgery done.

Ethan frowned — something seemed out of place. Someone who had previously investigated the daughter of the Lind family told him that Jocelyn was an arrogant, willful, vain, brainless woman who liked seducing wealthy men for personal gain.

Therefore, he pretended to be a penniless loser in front of Janet, thinking she was Jocelyn so that she would take the initiative to ask for a divorce because the woman despised the poor.

However, the woman in front of him seemed surprisingly accepting of his financial position, as well as his humble abode.

Besides, her nervousness seemed apparent even though she tried her best to remain calm.

Ethan felt the woman in front of her was kind and sweet. She seemed interesting to him.

But it didn’t matter whether she was the real Jocelyn or not. He married Jocelyn only because this was his mother’s last wish on her deathbed.

had to do was marry

back. “I have finished saying what I want

Janet felt relieved. “No.”

her head and looked around. There was only one bedroom and a tiny sofa in the living room. ‘Do I have to sleep on the same

around and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw the concern in her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house.

You can sleep in the bedroom,” Ethan said, casually

know how to read people’s minds? How does he know

asked, she pretended to be embarrassed. “Is that okay? It is our wedding

But there is only one bed here. If I want to sleep comfortably, I might have to sleep here on the same bed with you.” Ethan lowered his head and leaned closer to her. His eyes darkened as their

mean that.” Janet’s eyes widened. She braced herself as a blush flamed her cheeks. She lowered her eyes, trying to escape. But there was nowhere to hide. She was forced to retreat to the

to hit the corner of the table, Ethan reached out and held her

asked, cocking his head to the side with

blinked at him, looking like a trapped

warm breath blowing against her neck. The man’s body heat cloaked