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.

his face softened.He gently held her hand and caressed her

want to

lust as he stared at her

say to him.She

Janet’s ears turned red.

me that?" she murmured

his head

told him that he couldn’t

her lower lip

the back

lip, making her

soon as Janet’s mouth parted,

involuntarily wrapped her legs around his waist

chiseled, muscular body made her

Janet couldn’t dodge.

go of her

you going to

she rested her face against his chest, hearing

friend will come and get it

Ethan shrugged.

smile made her heart skip

take her eyes

no choice but to get

corner of her

taste like strawberry.I like it.It’s just

almost nine when they

the apartment, she rushed into the