My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 661

Breakfast Wrapped in the quilt, Janet reached out her hand.

to turn on the light and then sat down to look at Brandon.

Smiling brightly, he asked: “Why are you so scared? I will not hurt you or anything.” His cheerful and euphemistic voice made the ears of Brandon turned even redder.

did not raise the head and refused to look at the woman next to him. side.

Clutching the quilt tightly, she felt a little depressed.

never felt so powerless before.

“Did you want to tell me something?” Janet asked with curious, tilting her head to the side.

With a tense look on his face, Brandon finally raised his eyes to look at Janet, though hesitant.

He said, “You… Please don’t… I…” Seeing that he couldn’t even finish the sentence, Janet was amused.

He shook his head with Helpless, he turned off the light and lay down with his back to Brandon.

Then he said quietly, “Okay, I’ll I promise I won’t bother you again.

You have I work tomorrow.

Goodnight”.

Thereafter, Janet didn’t say anything else.

Brandon breathed a sigh of relief.

In the dark, he looked at the silent outline of Janet.

too many doubts went through his mind.

what kind of person was he she? And how did they used to interact? to frustration Of Brandon, he still couldn’t remember anything.

Their head was filled with a thousand questions, but no I could just wake up Janet and ask her without her knowing about his memory loss.

lying on the

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over, and

to the sound of the loud winds

window, he was attracted by the delicious scent

realized that Janet was not in the

quick wash,

but there

sun was still

two cups of milk into the table and then

followed her

was making

she heard footsteps behind her, she turned

morning, sun!

Brandon was stunned for a few

scene It looked so

thought long and

figure overlapped gradually with his

make him breakfast before

in the morning, the blurred face of the woman and

familiar to him, but

if that were not enough, his memory was too

everytime trying to clear it up, felt

of him and asked, *Brandon? What do

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

slightly and followed her to the coffee

dinning room.

bacon, eggs and milk on

smile, Janet handed him

and said awkwardly, “Oh, thank you.”

hope my skills culinary conditions have not worsened while I was

sandwich and hesitantly he

cooked Janet was nothing special,