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.

whispered in Laney’s ear, “To be honest, I think Mr. Harding is partly to blame. There was nothing between you two, and we all know that. But he has a reputation of being a player, so even if it wasn’t you,

she nodded. Even if she tried not to think about it now, she would inadvertently

of Garrett had

must mean he hasn’t taken their relationship seriously. No wonder

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

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

Laney and tried to take the documents from her grasp,

tone, “Mr. Harding, this forms part of my job as your secretary. Besides, please keep a

so she turned on her heel and was about to leave.For no reason,

Garrett’s voice came from behind

don’t need to explain this to me. Your behavior now will only make others misunderstand the relationship between us.”