My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet didn’t think too much about it.She thought it was just a coincidence.She wouldn’t have made the connection between Ethan and Brandon so easily.

After taking a quick cold shower, Ethan came out of the bathroom in a white T-shirt and loose track pants.

Water was still dripping from his black hair, and his long narrow eyes drooped slightly.

Janet was still waiting for Brandon’s reply when she felt somebody hug her from behind.

The familiar scent of mint wafted to her nose, which comforted her.

"Done so soon?" Janet asked feebly, shifting uncomfortably in his arms.

"Weren’t you waiting for me?" Ethan smiled.

He withdrew his arms and dried his black hair with a towel, staring at her lazily.

Janet’s face flushed and she immediately tried to defend herself.

"I wasn’t waiting for you.Anyway, you should check your phone since it lit up twice now.I think you got a few texts."

Unhurried, Ethan leaned over and nibbled on her earlobe affectionately.His stubbles tickled her.

"Hey, stop! You phone… Do you need me to get it for you?"

Under his touch, goose bumps formed on the back of his neck, so Janet pulled away quickly to get his phone.

as she tried to stand up, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist

Just give me a

were as wide as saucers.She thought that Ethan was going to try to kiss

her butterflies, she still felt

was some business she

mind? Why’s your face so red?" Ethan pinched her

at his phone on the table lazily, he

party.Thanks to

spoke, Janet typed out another text to Brandon to express

her quietly, taking note of her swollen lips from his

the lights in the room,

keeps texting you so late at

eyed Ethan’s phone

the dots, thinking it was just a

asked me to come

had sent

he

Janet saw that the messages she had sent to Brandon had been

her breath, she muttered, "Huh?

now, Ethan hurriedly scooped her into his arms

"Ah! What’re you doing?"

grabbed his clothes