The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Chapter 661

Wrapped in the quilt, Janet reached out to turn on the light and then sat up to look at Brandon.

Smiling brightly, she asked, “Why are you so scared? I’m not going to hurt you or anything.”

Her lighthearted, euphemistic voice made Brandon’s ears turn even redder.

He didn’t raise his head and refused to look at the woman next to him.

Clutching the quilt tightly, he felt a little depressed. He had never felt so helpless before.

“Did you want to say something to me?” Janet asked curiously, tilting her head to the side.

With a tense look on his face, Brandon finally raised his eyes to look at Janet, albeit hesitantly. He uttered, “You… Please don’t… I…”

Seeing that he couldn’t even finish his sentence, Janet was amused. She shook her head helplessly, turned off the light, and lay down with her back to Brandon.

She then said softly, “Alright, I promise I won’t tease you again. You have work tomorrow. Good night.”

After that, Janet didn’t say anything more.

Brandon breathed a sigh of relief. In the darkness, he looked at Janet’s outline quietly. Too many doubts flashed through his mind.

What kind of person was she?

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frustration, he still couldn’t remember anything. His head was filled with a thousand questions, but he couldn’t just wake Janet up and ask her without her finding out about his memory loss. In the end, he had no choice but to lie

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autumn were over, and winter quietly crept

the sound of the strong winds beating against the window. When he got up to close

then

up, he trotted

day, but there was no sign

set two cups of milk on the table and then went back to the kitchen

mindlessly followed her into the

sandwiches for breakfast. When she heard footsteps behind her, she turned

seconds. For some inexplicable reason, he felt that this scene was so familiar, as

and hard. Janet’s busy figure gradually overlapped with that of his mother in his

him breakfast

food in the early morning, the woman’s blurred face, and the familiar sound of cooking up a storm in the kitchen.

make it clear,

and asked, “Brandon? What’s on your mind? Come on. It’s

nodded slightly

and milk on the table—a beautiful

With a smile, Janet handed

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