My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan slipped on a black windbreaker over his pajamas and said softly, "Hannah‘s probably asleep by now.I‘m going to the balcony to get some air.You can sleep first."

"Okay." Janet didn‘t think about it too much.

After all, with Ethan gone, she had the bed to herself and she could finally rest easy.

Sure enough, Ethan brought a can of ice–cold beer to the balcony with some company documents he wanted to go over.

After finishing his drink, he headed back to the bedroom Janet, who had fallen asleep on his side of the bed, was clutching the quilt tightly.

Her smooth, slender leg was poking out from under the edge of the quilt.

"You‘re sleeping in a rude way." Ethan snorted as he pulled the quilt over her legs.

After tucking her in properly, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her sleeping figure for a long time before lying next to her.

On Monday morning.

https://novelebook.com/Janet had been quite nervous ever since she moved into Ethan’s bedroom.

she overslept and was

quickly washing up, she ran out the door with a piece of bread

"Wait for me!"

wearing a black baseball cap and a gray hooded sweatshirt over a white T–shirt.He caught up to her and offered

and looked at him questioningly, although she secretly felt happy that he

stood at the stair landing, waiting for her.He lowered his head, the brim of his hat covering his cold eyes.His high nose looked even more prominent, and his thin lips curved upward into a

for you again.I just

late for work? I‘m sure those people won‘t find out where I

her bag back from Ethan.But Ethan raised his hand and lifted the strap of her shoulder bag over his

I‘ve already asked my boss for a leave today." Janet looked

her office, she saw

thugs who had come to demand money from her had

bright red words scrawled on the

On Her

"Pay Off Your Debt!"

up trouble again, but found no one there,