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.

about my mother? You’re sitting so

looked around and found that

as though she wanted to put as much distance between her and Ethan as

as she was about to scoot over, the

arrived at

"Already?" Janet muttered unhappily.

spilled any

in her eyes, Ethan got out of the

shrugged off his coat and wrapped it

"Let’s take a walk."

man’s coat was

enveloped by it, only Janet’s bright, clear eyes could

her shining eyes bobbing

"Okay!"

benches in the small park near their

vines crept up the columns, looking

then.Tell me

Ethan’s sleeve, her eyes full of curiosity.She looked like a little child asking

into a straight line, and his expression darkened

sigh, he started

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