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.”

like a ghost. Without saying a word, Brandon nodded at Janet and strode into the men’s

instantly felt that

in the bathroom, too. She quickly dialed his number again. Unbeknownst to her, inside the men’s room,

on his pants and didn’t even have the time to buckle up. Panicked, he fished his phone out of the pocket of

“What?”

take you so long to answer the phone?”

was washing my hands so I couldn’t pick up right away.” Ethan’s

Without waiting for

clothing. Narrowing her eyes in suspicion,

Brandon went to the bathroom just now, it took Ethan a

crossed her mind, Janet frowned deeply. She asked Ethan in a roundabout way, “Did you run

thinking, he knew that it definitely wasn’t something good. He broke into