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.

to return to lying on the edge of the

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fall rain storms were over, and winter crept

the sound of the loud winds

delicious scent of

that Janet was

quick wash, he ran upstairs

but there were no signs of

sun was still shining

milk into the table and then went back to the

mindlessly followed her into

making

footsteps behind her, she turned

smiled: “Good morning,

was stunned for a few

It looked so familiar, like it was experiencing

long

busy figure overlapped gradually with his

used to make him breakfast before he went

early in the morning,

scene was very familiar to

not enough,

to clear it up, felt a dull ache

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

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

and followed her

dinning room.

sandwiches, bacon, eggs and milk on the table, a delicious breakfast

have.” With a smile, Janet handed him a glass of

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

skills culinary conditions have not worsened

sandwich and hesitantly he took a

was nothing special, but she tasted