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

is this supposed to mean, Janet?" he asked, his

the noodles I

a plate of what looked like meat balls.He set it on the

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

he had brought

I forgot," she

and found that it was already

hadn't felt a pang of hunger at

much time left to waste on eating.She pressed her lips

to eat later.I should finish my drafts first." Ethan

had thrown himself on the

just skip

these tiny balls.It's bite- size and should be convenient enough for you.You can just draw while eating,

and looked at the dubious- looking balls on the plate.They didn't look all

took like balls, at

used too

looked rather adorable in his black T-shirt and floral

"Open your mouth."

porcelain plate rang in the air as he scooped

eat by myself,"