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 the edge of the bed, wrapped up and

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fall rain storms were over,

the sound of the loud winds

by the delicious scent of breakfast unconsciously

Janet was

a quick wash, he ran upstairs

day, but there were

was

cups of milk into the table and then

mindlessly followed her into the

I was making

she heard footsteps behind her,

“Good morning, sun! Go wash your

almost ready.” Brandon was

this scene It looked so familiar, like it was

thought long

figure overlapped gradually with his mother’s in his

to make him breakfast before

smell of delicious food early in the morning, the blurred face of the woman and the familiar

was very familiar to him, but Brandon

if that were not enough,

to clear it up,

he waved his hand in front of him and asked, *Brandon? What do you have in mind? Let’s

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

and followed her to the

dinning room.

on the table, a

smile, Janet handed him a glass

said awkwardly, “Oh, thank you.” Janet gestured to

not worsened while

took a sandwich and

you cooked Janet was nothing special, but she tasted