My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

“Sorry, I have an upset stomach. I need to stay here a bit longer, but I think I’m almost done,” Ethan said with difficulty. He seemed to be uncomfortable judging from the tone of his voice. There was only one way in and out of the men’s room, and Ethan couldn’t have gone anywhere, so Janet didn’t think too much about it.

“I’ll wait for you outside the bathroom.”

After a slight pause, she pursed her lips and added in a concerned voice, “If you don’t feel well, do you need me to look for some medicine for you? Maybe you ate something bad. Do you have diarrhea?”

But as far as she could recall, she and Ethan had eaten the same food that day.......

“No, no, it’s okay. Just wait there. I’ll be right out.” A very low sigh came from the other end of the line then Ethan hung up the phone. Janet was idly tinkering with her phone when a tall and strong figure loomed in front of her.

It was none other than Brandon. He was wearing a black mask that covered his eyes and nose, exposing only his mouth and a pair of black pupils.

Startled, Janet nearly gasped, but she quickly recovered.

“Good evening, Mr. Larson.”

was like a ghost. Without saying a word, Brandon nodded at Janet and

felt that something

again. Unbeknownst to her, inside the men’s room, Brandon had just entered the second stall and was changing his

pants and didn’t even have

“What?”

to answer the phone?” Janet asked, her voice dripping with

washing my hands so I couldn’t pick up right away.” Ethan’s forehead broke out in cold sweat

for a response, Janet hung up

inspected his clothing. Narrowing her eyes in suspicion, she asked, “What

took Ethan a while before he answered the phone.Did something happen

mind, Janet frowned deeply. She asked Ethan in a roundabout way, “Did you run into Brandon in the bathroom? He went in

definitely wasn’t something good. He broke into a smile and put his arm