My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Christopher's heart raced in his chest as he leaned closer to Janet.

"Ethan..." Janet mumbled softly, shattering all the intimacy into pieces.

The light in Christopher's eyes dimmed in an instant.He immediately stopped and sat upright as the corners of his mouth twitched.

The light outside the window fell on his face, outlining his features.

He looked hurt.He restrained his emotions and lifted the coat on her shoulders.

"It's all right.Go to sleep."

He turned his head and looked out of the window.

The Korean restaurant they had dinner in the evening was quite far from Janet's home.

When they arrived, it was already past midnight.

The moon hung among the foamy clouds, casting a silver light on the land.

Janet was drunk; she had no idea what she was doing.

Her arms dangled out of her coat as she waved her hands.

loose shirt, unbuttoned on the top, slid to her shoulders,

here.My back

don't move.You're

and wrapped

up and carry me upstairs.I'm so

back seat

drag her out of the taxi, but Janet didn't seem to cooperate with him, so he bent

down, a strong force pulled Janet from

looked up and saw a strong

the street cast long shadows, making Ethan look like a towering mountain that seemed to even block the

holding her with such ferocity!"

murderous as he looked at Christopher.Then, he turned to look at

lined his forehead, and his

misunderstood me.I'm here to

him and gently put Janet down and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, forcing

feet didn't support her, he held her

you know how to walk? Why are you asking others

"Ouch!"

in pain as she felt someone was crushing her