My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan slowly loosened his grip on Janet’s wrist.His slender fingers trailed down her hand and interlaced her fingers.

He kissed her knuckles and smiled.

"You have said a lot.Catch some breath now.Is your throat dry?"

Janet was taken aback; she stared at him with wide eyes.

A blush crept onto her cheeks.

She lowered her gaze, batting her eyelashes.

Ethan didn’t say anything more.He stroked her palm and looked at her shy face.

The smile lit up his face; he looked more handsome than ever.

Somehow, the lust in his eyes seemed appealing rather than annoying.

"Tell me something.Would you rather get a loan from a bank than ask me for help?"

"You are no better than I am.You have no money.Even if you have savings, I don’t think it would be enough to pay for the surgery."

Janet smiled and looked at him.

Then, she drank the milk and placed the glass on the table.

Ethan was rendered speechless.

unreasonable for him to offer

gamer her suspicion.He frowned and said, "You should have at least asked me to find a way to help

moment’s thought, Janet looked

weak.I have been solving all the problems myself without seeking anyone’s help ever since I was a child.If I started depending on others, then it would become a habit.As time

a way."

leaned against the sofa, his

here," he said, stretching out his

body reacted on its own accord.She nestled in Ethan’s arms and let out a

him and wrapped the blanket around

me to get a quilt from

the

dim lamps

howled, and the raindrops pattered on the green leaves.It finally

nestled

warmth of his body seeped into

as if he

chest and inhaled

sigh escaped her

her eyes sprang open.She looked

you collect the clothes I washed

have folded and kept the clothes in

to him, making her lean on his