My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan turned another page with a small smile.

"I'm just a part-time worker with no fixed hours.I just happened to be free for the day."

"I see." Janet pursed her lips.

"All right, stop talking and finish your work quickly."

Ethan walked up to her and gently knocked the book he was holding against the top of her head.

"But I only said two words!"

Janet grumbled, ducking her head and shooting him a glare.

Ethan chuckled softly and padded out of the room.

Without the distraction he provided, Janet was able to concentrate on her designs.

Soon, the light drizzle stopped completely.

Its pitter- patter was replaced by the occasional sound of a drop falling from the leaves and into the puddles on the ground.

The air had become balmy after the rain, and Janet felt her body grow hot and sticky with sweat.

Ethan came around

this supposed to mean, Janet?" he

didn't even touch the noodles

meat balls.He set it on the table and crossed his arms over

bowl of noodles that had grown cold and soggy, then back to the stubborn woman in

then did Janet remember that he had

I forgot,"

at the clock on the wall and found that it was

a pang

much time left to waste on eating.She pressed her lips together and looked up at

later.I should finish my drafts first." Ethan raised an

he had thrown himself

just skip meals," he

I combined grains, vegetables, and fish to make these tiny balls.It's bite- size and should be convenient

put her pen down and looked at the dubious- looking balls on

didn't took like

too

in his black T-shirt and floral

"Open your mouth."

of spoon scraping against porcelain plate rang in the air as he scooped out a

eat by myself," she