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.

never expected that she would lose all

and covered her face with her hands, wishing that a

right, I didn’t do anything, okay?" Ethan said behind her, his voice

drink this." He handed her a paper

took a sniff of the drink and realized that it was

it, her

hangover had also

Unfortunately, her mortification remained.

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

time, a small smile

soon as she arrived at the Larson Group, Janet

reviewed all the designs you submit for

held up a portfolio as his gaze swept down the long table to where Janet was

you for this

learn.Please guide me as I move forward.I will value any advice

such a big project so soon.She had been working here for less than a month,

good rapport with her colleagues, "There’s no

portfolio as he spoke, his pride

that the other designers present in the meeting lIly disagreed

ordinary,"

few years prior to Janet, and had

wasn’t happy with

"Keep your voice down," one of Pamela’s friends reprimanded

right in front of

I didn’t say anything wrong, did

on sorting

all for the

stack of documents before smiling kindly at

you

obediently followed him to the other

documents on his desk, unbuttoned his