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 the money

at least asked

moment’s thought, Janet looked at

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 goes by, it would turn into a weakness.After all, you can only rely

makes sense, in a

his

said, stretching

bottom lip in embarrassment.But her body reacted on its own accord.She nestled in Ethan’s arms and let out

closer to him and

want me to get

the streets were pitch

the dim lamps

the raindrops pattered on the green leaves.It finally began

need." Janet nestled closer

warmth of his body seeped

if he were her own,

leaned against Ethan’s chest and inhaled

sigh escaped her

eyes sprang open.She looked

you collect the

folded and kept

moved his arm, pulling her closer to him, making her lean on his shoulder more