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.

a pair of

give me a minute,

as wide as saucers.She thought that Ethan

gave her butterflies, she still felt

she had to

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

lazily, he asked,

Brandon Larson.He was the one who invited us to the party.Thanks to him, I

another text

observed her quietly, taking note of her swollen lips from his biting

the lights in the room,

keeps texting you

eyed Ethan’s

the dots, thinking it

store asked me to come in and restock

that Janet had sent texts to his business

glance, he put

sent to Brandon had been

breath, she muttered, "Huh?

might make the connection any second now, Ethan hurriedly scooped her

"Ah! What’re you doing?"

she grabbed his clothes