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.

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

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over, and

sound of the loud winds beating against the

up to close the window, he was attracted by the delicious scent of breakfast unconsciously looked to the other side of the

then realized that Janet was not in

a quick wash, he ran

but there were no signs

sun was still

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

her into the

making sandwiches

footsteps behind

smiled: “Good morning,

Brandon was stunned

scene It

long and

with his mother’s in his

him breakfast

the morning, the blurred

was very familiar to

not enough,

to clear it up, felt a dull ache in the

his hand in front of him and asked,

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

slightly and followed her to the

dinning room.

and milk on the

have.” With a smile, Janet handed

hands and said awkwardly, “Oh, thank you.” Janet gestured to the food

not worsened while I was

a sandwich and hesitantly he took

cooked Janet was nothing special,