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?"

a sigh

was so scared that my

"I’m sorry.Let’s go inside."

smiled and ruffled her

leaned forward and

Ethan grabbed her waist, and the two fell onto

moaned as he peppered kisses on her ear and

strong and

sleep in my room tonight," he said

remember agreeing

listen to me. Brandon texted me again," Janet said, turning her head

and she felt itchy.She told Ethan about

buried his head in

help you.I’m sure he can solve the problem," he said in

still don’t understand why Brandon wants to help me.In

shaking her head

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 be

look at him as her heart sank

always calm whenever she mentioned Brandon.He

he seemed tolerant of Brandon.She just couldn’t

looked up at

unfathomable eyes bore

earlobe,

a delicious meal for me? Or do

if she’d be able to come out after they