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.

a result, she overslept and

washing up, she ran out the door with

"Wait for me!"

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

looked at him questioningly, although she secretly

his cold eyes.His high nose looked even more prominent, and his thin lips curved upward into

you again.I just want to make

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

wanting to inconvenience others, Janet reached out to get her bag back from Ethan.But Ethan raised his hand and lifted the strap of her shoulder

already asked my boss for a leave today." Janet

pedestrian lane across the road from her office, she saw that a group had

thugs who had come to demand money from her had hung banners at the entrance of the

were several bright red words scrawled

Defaults On

"Pay Off Your Debt!"

to stir up trouble again,