The Substitute Wife: 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.

lying on the edge of the bed, wrapped up and

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rain storms were over, and winter crept in

sound of the loud winds beating against

delicious scent of breakfast unconsciously looked to

that Janet was not

quick wash, he ran

windy day, but there were no signs

was still shining

into the table and then

her into the

was making sandwiches for

behind her,

“Good morning,

ready.” Brandon was stunned for

that this scene It looked so familiar, like

long and

overlapped gradually with his mother’s in his

to make him breakfast before he went

the morning, the blurred face of the woman and

was very familiar to him, but Brandon

enough,

trying to clear it up, felt

waved his hand in front of him and asked,

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

and followed her to

dinning room.

eggs and milk on the table,

smile, Janet handed him

accepted the glass with both hands and said awkwardly, “Oh, thank you.” Janet gestured to the food on the table

my skills culinary conditions have not worsened while

sandwich and hesitantly he took a

food you cooked Janet was nothing special, but she