My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

A silence fell over the car.

Even the driver didn’t dare to make a sound.

Outside the car window, the trees swayed as the wind whistled through their branches, like a ghost singing in the night.

At Janet’s question, Ethan’s expression darkened.

"Well, if you don’t want to talk about it, just forget it.I’m sorry I brought it up,"

Janet apologized immediately, sensing that she had said something wrong.

"I was just curious.I didn’t mean to offend you." she turned around and focused on the scenery outside, watching the trees and scattered lights.

Truth be told, she was a little disappointed.She didn’t know what was with her tonight.

Maybe all the booze from the party gave her the courage to ask Ethan something personal.

To her disappointment, she failed at the first try.

The wind blew in through the window.

Suddenly, Janet felt a warm hand holding hers.She turned around to meet Ethan’s deep eyes.

sitting so

found that it was

window, as though she wanted to put as much distance

she was about to scoot over, the car came

arrived at

"Already?" Janet muttered unhappily.

hadn’t spilled

Ethan got

immediately shrugged off his coat and wrapped it

"Let’s take a walk."

coat was oversized on

only Janet’s bright, clear eyes could be

eagerly, her shining eyes bobbing

"Okay!"

benches in

the columns,

then.Tell me

at Ethan’s sleeve, her eyes full of curiosity.She looked like a

his lips into a straight line, and his

heavy sigh,

mother was born into a rich family, but her family’s financial situation plummeted fast later.She was never a mistress, like the rumors claimed.My father had forced her, which led to her pregnancy.At the time, she couldn’t fight against him, and he was the one who claimed