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 and

scared that my

"I’m sorry.Let’s go inside."

smiled and

forward and

apartment, Ethan grabbed her waist, and the two

kisses on her

strong and

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

didn’t remember agreeing

me. Brandon texted me again," Janet said, turning

turned red, and she felt itchy.She told Ethan about what

buried his head in the crook

you.I’m sure

still don’t understand why Brandon wants to help me.In fact, I’m

said, shaking her

the company’s interests first.Perhaps he doesn’t want your personal issues to come in the

cast a skeptical look at him

was always calm whenever she

tolerant of

up

eyes bore

her earlobe, wrapping his arms

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

able to come