My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The temperature had dropped after the heavy rain.

The air became cool.

As soon as Janet took out the key to open the door, she heard footsteps and the rustling of plastic behind her.

Just as she was about to turn around, a black shadow engulfed her.

Her body stiffened, and her heart began to race in her chest.

‘Oh, God! I hope Ethan has returned home."

She waved her purse to attack, but the tall figure quickly dodged.

The man’s strong body pressed her against the door.

His steady breath blew against her air.

She could feel his rising body temperature.

The man tucked Janet’s long hair behind her ear and gently kissed the back of her neck.

"My husband is inside.If you dare to even lay a finger on me, he will beat you to death!"

Janet’s voice quivered with fear.

"You have another husband?"

Janet finally breathed a sigh of relief.She turned around

so scared that my heart was in my

"I’m sorry.Let’s go inside."

smiled and ruffled her

he leaned forward and opened the

soon as they entered the apartment, Ethan grabbed her waist, and the two fell

kisses

strong and

much.We agreed to sleep in my room tonight," he

remember

listen to me. Brandon

and she felt itchy.She told Ethan about

Ethan buried his head in the

that your boss is willing to help you.I’m sure

Brandon wants to help me.In fact, I’m kind of afraid

shaking

he must protect the company’s interests first.Perhaps he doesn’t want your personal issues to come in the way of your work.Solving such a trivial problem would

cast a skeptical look at him

calm whenever she mentioned Brandon.He was a possessive

he seemed tolerant of Brandon.She just

up at

eyes bore

bit her earlobe, wrapping

say that you would cook a delicious meal for me? Or do you want to go to

she’d be able to come out after they went