My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Seacisco had extreme climatic conditions.It had scorching hot summers and cold winters.

The fruit store near their apartment sold iced watermelon juice.The refreshing scent of the fruit wafted in the air.

Janet bought two cups of juice and went home.

She was still thinking about Brandon’s messages.

As Janet walked into the house in a daze, she saw Ethan standing on the balcony, picking up dried clothes from the line.

His hair swayed with the gentle breeze, and a few strands covered his bright eyes.

"What’s wrong? You look preoccupied."

Ethan sat on the sofa and put the pile of clothes beside him.

His droopy eyes made him look indifferent and lazy.

His magnetic voice snapped Janet out of her thoughts.

A pang of guilt settled in her heart when she met his gaze.

Janet felt she had to tell him the truth.

After all, she didn’t do anything wrong.

about my company’s CEO,

furrowed as if

from the table, inserted the

a sip of the juice, Janet turned her phone on and showed Ethan the

he is being too nice to me.It doesn’t look like a professional conversation at all.That’s not how a CEO talks to

juice whilst reading

screen and read

Ethan had sent all the messages,

Janet would doubt him.He was glad that Janet

and a good wife who would never cheat on him with a

what he has given you? Brandon is

leaned back on the sofa, and his hair rubbed

you smell

ill of Brandon, for it was equivalent to cursing

and studied his

this how you really

Ethan’s reaction surprised her.

jealous and possessive, but he seemed strangely

and angry when they find out other men are trying to hook

Janet was confused.

Something seemed fishy.

never reacted