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

want to

thick with lust as he stared at her

to him.She felt his

Janet’s ears turned red.

me that?" she

his head

he couldn’t touch her without her

leaned toward her.He kissed her lower

in the back

nibbled on her lip, making her

parted, Ethan lifted her in his

around his waist

body

Janet couldn’t dodge.

go of her until

to

flushed as she rested her face against his chest, hearing his

friend will come and get

Ethan shrugged.

smile made

take her eyes

choice but to get the

the corner of her

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

was almost nine when

Janet entered the apartment, she