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 it were something

up a cup of watermelon juice from the table, inserted the

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

a professional conversation at all.That’s

juice whilst reading the

down the screen

had sent all the messages, he had to

would doubt him.He was glad that

she was a righteous woman and a good wife who would

has given you? Brandon is an

leaned back on the sofa, and his hair rubbed

you smell so

ill of Brandon, for it

and studied his

this how

Ethan’s reaction surprised her.

man was jealous and possessive, but he seemed

they find out other men are trying to hook up with their wives.Why are you so

Janet was confused.

Something seemed fishy.

had never reacted