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.

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

it! Just give me a minute, will

thought that Ethan was going to try

gave her butterflies, she still felt

she had to take care of

your face so red?"

phone on the table lazily, he asked, "Who

party.Thanks to him, I had the opportunity to teach

she spoke, Janet typed out another

her quietly, taking note of her

the room, flooding the

keeps texting you so late

eyed Ethan’s

dots, thinking it was

me to come

Janet had sent texts to his business account, which was

he put

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

breath, she muttered,

hurriedly scooped

"Ah! What’re you doing?"

his clothes in a