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.

time Ethan came around again, it was already

supposed to mean, Janet?"

even touch the noodles I brought

looked like meat balls.He set it

cold and soggy,

did Janet remember that he had brought her something for

forgot," she

wall and

a pang of hunger at

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

should finish my drafts

she knew it, he had thrown himself on the

can't just skip

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

her pen down and looked at the dubious- looking balls

they didn't took

probably used too much

looked rather adorable in his black T-shirt and

"Open your mouth."

the air as he scooped out a ball

can eat by myself," she