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.

choice but to return to lying on

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rain storms were over, and winter

the sound of the loud winds beating against

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

then realized that Janet

a quick wash, he ran

was a windy day, but there were

was still

of milk into the table and then went back to the kitchen to prepare

her into the

I was making

she heard footsteps behind her,

smiled: “Good morning, sun!

almost ready.” Brandon was stunned

It looked

long

gradually with

him breakfast before

get up The smell of delicious food early in the morning, the blurred face of

very familiar to him, but Brandon couldn’t remember

that were not enough, his memory was

it up, felt a dull ache

his hand in front of him and asked, *Brandon?

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

followed her to the coffee

dinning room.

bacon, eggs and milk on

smile, Janet handed him a glass

both hands and said awkwardly, “Oh, thank you.” Janet gestured to the food on the table and He insisted: “Try

skills culinary conditions have not worsened while I was

a sandwich and hesitantly he took

you cooked Janet was nothing special, but she