My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

A beam of sunlight fell on Janet’s face.She winced and rubbed her bleary eyes, realizing that it was already morning.Her throat was dry, and there was a dull pounding at her temples.

It appeared that she had been drunk the previous night.

Janet scratched at her messy hair and padded to the bathroom in a daze, intending to freshen herself up.

When she faced the mirror, however, she was horrified to find her neck and chest dotted with red marks, which were decidedly not insect bites.

"Ethan Lester!" Janet screamed at the top of her lungs, her face burning.

"You called for your husband?" Ethan said as he sauntered into the bathroom.

A thin sheen of sweat covered his sculpted face, and his gray shirt was damp at the chest.He must have gone running.

"What did you do to me last night?" Janet demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at the hickeys around her neck.

"You’re seriously asking me what I did to you? Shouldn’t you be asking what you did to me? You started it all.You clung to me and kept touching my body, rubbing my—"

"Stop it!"

Janet closed her eyes and put her hands up.

"Did you think I would believe all these nonsense you’re spouting?"

There was no way she would do those things to him! With a helpless look on his face, Ethan walked away and came back with a crumpled shirt in his hand.

"This is the evidence.My chest was also pinched red by you last night.Do you want to have a look?"

Then he intended to take off his clothes.

"No!" Janet turned away in a panic.She tried to recall everything that had transpired, but only vague, hazy flashes surfaced in her mind.

If she wasn’t mistaken… She had, indeed, taken the initiative to kiss Ethan in the car, Great! She had well and truly ruined her image.

had never expected that she would lose all

her lower lip and covered her face with her hands, wishing that a hole would open

okay?" Ethan said behind her, his voice deep

this." He handed

a sniff of the drink and realized that it was honey

drinking it, her

hangover had also disappeared

Unfortunately, her mortification remained.

to freshen up for the day.She changed into a turtle-neck dress and

her the entire time, a small smile

she arrived at the Larson Group,

reviewed all the designs you submit

held up a portfolio as his gaze

for this great honor," she

know that I still have much to learn.Please guide me as I move

a big project so soon.She

didn’t think it was a good thing to show off her abilities before establishing good rapport with her colleagues, "There’s no need for that.Your designs are excellent as they are.Oh, but if you

looked through her portfolio as he spoke, his pride

the other designers present in the meeting

designs are pretty ordinary," Pamela Daly muttered under her

Larson Group a few years prior to Janet, and

wasn’t happy with

"Keep your voice down," one

in front

I didn’t say anything wrong, did I?" Pamela

pretended not to hear their exchange and focused on

all

stack of documents before smiling kindly

need you in my office,

obediently followed him to

desk, unbuttoned his suit jacket, and leaned back against his