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

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fall rain storms were over, and winter crept

to the sound of the loud winds beating

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

then realized that Janet was not in

quick wash, he

but there were

was still

the table and then went back to the kitchen to

mindlessly followed her

I was making

behind her,

morning, sun! Go wash

ready.” Brandon was

inexplicable reason, he felt that this scene It looked so familiar, like it was

thought long

with his

used to make him breakfast

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

familiar to him, but Brandon couldn’t

that were not enough,

clear it up,

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

dinning room.

on the table, a

have.” With a smile, Janet

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

culinary conditions have not worsened while I was outside.”

and

food you cooked Janet was nothing special, but she