My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

When Ethan had told Laney about Garrett’s words, it made her feel wholly uneasy and unsettled. Instead of feeling comforted, she was even more worried and restless than before.

On the next day, and as a consequence of their chat, she looked utterly listless when she went to work.

The instant Janet laid eyes on her, she sensed that something was amiss.

“Are you still thinking about what happened between Garrett and his girlfriend yesterday?” Janet asked tentatively, touching her arm gently. Laney didn’t feel like there was any need to hide anything.

“I feel so overcome by guilt. I was the reason for their breakup.”

For her entire employment as a bodyguard, she had never become entangled in any of her employers’ private affairs, let alone accused of being a slut. But Ethan was her boss, and she had no option but to follow his instructions.

blame. There was nothing between you two, and we all know that. But he

tried not to think about it now, she would inadvertently do so when

incident, her impression of

hasn’t taken their relationship seriously. No

her way to Garrett’s office to work. In order not to look suspicious, she had begun to learn about her job as a secretary. She thought that at least she should look the part of

have to do all these things. Just leave them to my assistant to attend

her grasp,

documents in her hands and said in an icy tone, “Mr. Harding, this forms part of

his presence a moment longer, so she turned on her heel and was about

what happened yesterday.” Garrett’s voice came from behind

need to explain this to me. Your behavior now will only make others