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.

to return to lying on the edge of

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fall rain storms were over, and winter crept in

sound of the loud winds beating against the

the window, he was attracted by the delicious scent of breakfast unconsciously looked

then realized that Janet was not in the

quick wash,

a windy day, but

sun was still shining

cups of milk into the table and then went back to the kitchen to

followed her

making

heard footsteps behind

and smiled: “Good morning, sun!

is almost ready.” Brandon was stunned for a

reason, he felt that this scene It looked so familiar, like

long and

overlapped gradually with his mother’s in his

to make him breakfast before he

food early in the morning, the blurred face of the woman and the familiar sound

very familiar to him, but Brandon couldn’t

were not enough, his memory

everytime trying to clear it up, felt

her distraction, Janet he waved his hand in front of him

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

and followed

dinning room.

eggs and milk on the table, a delicious breakfast

With a smile, Janet

and said awkwardly, “Oh, thank you.” Janet gestured to

culinary conditions have not worsened while I

took a sandwich and hesitantly he took

Janet was nothing special, but