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.

he had no choice but to return to lying on the edge of the bed, wrapped

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were over, and

of the loud winds beating

delicious scent of breakfast unconsciously looked to the other

then realized that Janet was not in

a quick wash,

was a windy day, but there were no signs of

was still shining

a Apron on, Janet poured two cups of milk into the table and

followed her into the

I was making

footsteps behind

morning, sun! Go

was

scene It looked so familiar, like it was

thought long and

figure overlapped gradually with his mother’s in his

to make him

of delicious food early in the morning, the blurred face of the woman and the

very familiar to him, but Brandon couldn’t

not enough, his memory was

everytime trying to clear it up,

front of him and asked, *Brandon? What do you have in mind?

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

followed her to

dinning room.

bacon, eggs and milk on the table, a

have.” With a smile, Janet handed him a glass of

thank you.” Janet gestured to the food on the table and He insisted:

hope my skills culinary conditions have not

took a sandwich and hesitantly

was nothing