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

as if it were something

up a cup of watermelon juice from the table, inserted the straw into it, and brought it to Janet’s

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

being too nice to me.It doesn’t look like a professional conversation at

juice whilst reading the

the screen and read the

all the messages, he had

doubt him.He was glad that Janet had told him the

wife who would never

has given you? Brandon is an

back on the sofa, and

smell

ill of Brandon, for it was

frowned and

this how you

Ethan’s reaction surprised her.

the man was jealous and

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

Janet was confused.

Something seemed fishy.

never reacted this