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.

the time Ethan came around again, it

supposed to mean, Janet?" he asked, his

the noodles I brought

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

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

did Janet remember that he had brought

I forgot,"

at the clock on the wall and found that it was already six

hadn't felt a pang

on eating.She pressed her lips together and looked up at Ethan

like to eat later.I should finish

she knew it, he had thrown himself on the chair

can't just skip

fish to make these tiny balls.It's bite- size and should be convenient enough for you.You can

down and looked at the dubious- looking balls on the plate.They

fact, they didn't took like balls, at

probably used too

he looked rather adorable in his black

"Open your mouth."

plate rang in the air as he scooped out a ball and held it against

by myself," she muttered,