My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The way a person carried themselves was an important factor in earning people’s respect.

Janet walked past the people watching her with rapt attention, gently lifting her dress.

From the corner of her eyes, she could feel the people’s burning gazes.

Her racing heart slowed down when she saw Ethan.

She quickly grabbed his arm and hid behind him.Her curled lashes and the neat sweep of eyeliner made her eyes look bigger and more seductive.

"Thank you, Mr.Harding.I’ll return the dress tomorrow."

Garrett coughed awkwardly.

Unable to meet Janet’s gaze, he looked away.

"Okay, okay."

After all, Janet looked incredible after dressing up.

Ethan used the opportunity to hold Janet in his arms.

He raked his eyes across her beautiful face as he gently stroked her cheek with his thumb as if she were a piece of art.

"Have you worn makeup?" he asked softly.

"Don’t I look good?"

Janet looked at him through her lashes.

Ethan chuckled.

against her ear and whispered, "God, you are

shrank into his

"Ethan, stop! It tickles."

his eyes darkened.He couldn’t take his eyes off her alluring

burned with jealousy when she saw

its peak.She felt the woman was a slut who effortlessly

Janet had been more

would garner the attention of the people

Jocelyn felt she faded in comparison

the dress.Otherwise, you’ll have to sell

walked past Janet, deliberately bumping

darkened, his cold eyes blazed with

immediately

"Throw this woman out!"

grabbed

and screamed,

I’m here

right.I’ll ask Mr.Sherman

the banquet hall and saw a plump,

shy.What do you say?" he demanded Sherman had been

he gained wealth

then he had become too old to have fun in life.He didn’t dare to

was frightened out of his wits that he didn’t dare to

up to you,

her to accompany me tonight.Besides that, we don’t share any relationship.You can do

turned around and began talking with the others