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?

how did they

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 back down on the very edge of the bed,

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of early autumn were over, and winter quietly

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

empty bed. Only then

washing up, he trotted

a windy day, but there was no sign of rain. The sun was still

apron on, Janet set two cups of milk on the table and

followed her into

she heard footsteps behind her, she turned around and smiled, “Good morning, sunshine! Go wash your hands. Breakfast is

some inexplicable reason, he felt that this scene was so familiar, as though he was experiencing deja

about it long and hard. Janet’s busy figure gradually overlapped with that of his mother

him breakfast before

woman’s blurred face, and the familiar sound of cooking up a storm in the kitchen. This scene felt very familiar to him, but Brandon couldn’t remember

blurred. And whenever he tried to make it clear, he’d feel a dull pain in his

of him and asked, “Brandon? What’s on your

nodded slightly and followed

sandwiches, bacon, eggs, and milk on

a smile, Janet handed

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