My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

How could Janet not feel guilty? Although Ethan seemed casual, he treated her like a princess.

If she planned to leave him for some reason one day, the pain would feel excruciating as if someone had ripped her heart right out of her chest.

The wind whistled in the night.

Janet lowered her head and tried to get hold of herself.

"I could have handled it on my own, Ethan." Her voice drifted with the wind.

She had always been alone and fought her own battles.

Ethan walked up to her, and Janet saw his yellowing canvas shoes.She looked up, and her gaze met his enigmatic eyes.

Ethan smiled and gently stroked his hair.

"You have a husband now.It’s different."

Ethan’s broad chest blocked the wind as he stared into her eyes.

"Let’s go back.It’s late," Janet said in a hushed voice.

His words both confused and touched her.

She turned around and continued to walk forward.

Ethan followed Janet and caught up with her.

The cicadas chirped in the quiet summer night.

All of a sudden, Ethan felt something touch his finger.He looked down and saw Janet clasp his finger.

lips, and his face softened.He gently held her hand

to

lust as

say to him.She felt his actions proved his affection

Janet’s ears turned red.

me that?" she murmured

his head in

he couldn’t

toward her.He kissed her lower lip

moaned in the

nibbled on her lip,

parted, Ethan lifted her in

wrapped her legs around his waist and rested her head on

muscular body

Janet couldn’t dodge.

let go of her until they were

to get the

as she rested her face against his chest, hearing his heartbeat.She licked

need.My friend will come and get

Ethan shrugged.

magnetic, playful smile made her

take her eyes

no choice but

corner of

taste like strawberry.I like it.It’s

was almost nine when

soon as Janet entered the apartment, she rushed into the bathroom to