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.

at the comers of his lips, and his face softened.He gently held her hand and caressed her

to

was thick with lust as he stared

widened.She didn’t know what to say to him.She

Janet’s ears turned red.

are asking me that?" she

his head

he couldn’t touch

her lower lip and gently

the back

on her lip, making her eyes

as Janet’s mouth parted,

her legs around his waist and

chiseled, muscular body made her

Janet couldn’t dodge.

of her until

to

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

will come

Ethan shrugged.

smile made her heart skip

take her eyes

no choice but to get

corner of her lips

like strawberry.I like it.It’s

almost nine when they got

entered the apartment, she rushed into the bathroom to