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.

couldn’t watch her break down before

was one thing he didn’t like about

to make sure she didn’t shed a tear

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 have any family, and I have been taking care of her.She is all I have.Now, to make things

gasping for

out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to

with sobs, he pulled her into

you told me about your deal with them in a fit of anger?" Ethan asked

felt sorry for her.He had thought that Janet was an optimistic carefree woman but didn’t

they broke

strong chest, Janet frowned and complained

hailed a taxi

hugged him tighter and pressed her face against the

Ethan stroked her

lot of friends.I’ll help you figure