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.

want to know about my mother? You’re sitting so far

around and found that it

body was pressed against the window, as though she wanted to put as much

was about to scoot over,

had arrived at their

"Already?" Janet muttered unhappily.

spilled

eyes, Ethan got out of

immediately shrugged off his coat and

"Let’s take a walk."

was oversized

by it, only Janet’s bright, clear eyes

nodded eagerly, her shining

"Okay!"

the benches in

the

on, then.Tell me

Ethan’s sleeve, her eyes full of curiosity.She

a straight line, and

heavy sigh,

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