My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 797 All He Wanted

The night grew late, and the moon was hidden behind the clouds.

Brandon donned his pajamas and carried Janet to the sofa before changing the sheets.

The indent of his muscles were visible even under the clothes.He turned his head and stared down at Janet, who looked utterly spent and exhausted.

Brandon caressed her cheek lovingly.

"You haven't had dinner yet," he said in a gentle voice.

"Would you like me to go downstairs and whip something up for you?"

Janet's eyes were already growing heavy.She yawned and clutched at one of the throw pillows around her.

"No, thank you.I just wanna sleep..."

With a faint smile, Brandon fetched some tissues and diligently wiped her off.

Once he was done with the bed, he gathered her in his arms and placed put her back under the covers.She was so tired that she almost fell asleep as soon as she hit the mattress.

Janet felt Brandon snuggle behind her, and then she heard him ask, "Would you like me to help you take a shower?"

She shook her head, her eyes already tightly shut.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмShe didn't want to risk the possibility of dozing off in the bathroom.

himself up on his

boys, or would you prefer girls?" he asked, his eyes glittering in the dim

barely capable of forming an entire sentence at this point, so she only let out a soft

whispered in her ear as he

adorable as you, and I'll spoil

if she has the same personality

be an introvert who didn't like to mingle with other people? She might get isolated from

wistful smile appeared on Brandon's face.He pulled

said softly.Don't worry.I won't

and

healthy, I don't care whether it's a boy or a girl." He

our children are happy and

with a strong father, a kind mother, and lovely children.It was all that Brandon had always wanted

a lump in her throat, Janet bit her lower lip and burrowed into the cocoon of his arms.She wanted to give him

spring when

risked a backward glance, only to find a dozen men brandishing knives and baseball bats

that his knees almost gave out, but his desperation urged him to move forward.He

cornered him in a dark corner of the

you after me? I have no

strained, and he looked like a mangy dog that had been wandering the streets for days.He stared at the

nothing

stepped forward and grabbed Jorge's hair without