My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

It was already late at night.There were no buses, and only a few taxis were available.

Ethan and Janet slowly walked back along the quiet road.

Janet hadn’t stopped crying ever since they left the Lind family’s house.

Ethan took off his jacket and wrapped it around Janet, holding her in his arms.He was now wearing only a white T-shirt that clung to his chiseled body.

"Don’t you want to ask me something?" Janet sniffed and looked up at him.

The pool of tears in her eyes sparkled under the dim streetlight.

"Well, I have a lot to ask.I just don’t know where to begin."

Ethan wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his thumb.

His calm, resonant voice made her cry harder.

her break down

thing he

wanted to make sure she

was a maid in the Lind family.She was the one who raised me.I was living with Hannah in the countryside before I grew up and came to the city.Bernie and Fiona gave Hannah some money every month.However, that was not enough to meet our expenses.They didn’t bother increasing the monthly allowance.Hannah bought things for me with her money.She doesn’t

gasping

a tissue from his pocket and handed it to

with sobs, he pulled her

a fit of anger?"

carefree woman but didn’t think she shouldered a lot of

was because they broke

strong chest, Janet frowned and

a taxi and

and pressed her face against the crook of

worry!" Ethan stroked

of friends.I’ll