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.

my company’s

if it were

picked up a cup of watermelon juice from the table, inserted the straw into it, and brought

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

nice to me.It doesn’t look like a professional conversation at all.That’s not

drank the juice whilst reading the

the screen and read the

sent all the messages, he had to read the

him.He was glad

a good wife who would never cheat on him with a wealthy man for

normal to me.Why don’t you just accept what he has given you? Brandon is an

leaned back on the sofa, and his hair rubbed against Janet’s

you smell

ill of Brandon, for it

and studied

this how

Ethan’s reaction surprised her.

had always felt the man was jealous and

men are trying to hook up with their wives.Why are you

Janet was confused.

Something seemed fishy.

had never reacted