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 bed, wrapped up and closed the

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were over, and winter

to the sound of the loud winds

by the delicious scent of breakfast unconsciously looked to the other side of the empty

then realized that Janet

wash, he ran upstairs

was a windy day, but there were no signs

was

a Apron on, Janet poured two cups of milk into the table and then went back to the kitchen to prepare

mindlessly followed her

was making

behind her, she turned

“Good morning, sun!

was

It looked so familiar, like it was experiencing déjà

long

busy figure overlapped gradually with his

make him breakfast before he

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

scene was very familiar to

if that were not enough, his

clear it up, felt a dull ache in the

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

It’s time for breakfast.”

Brandon’s eyes gradually cleared.

followed her to the

dinning room.

eggs and milk on the table, a delicious

a smile, Janet handed him a glass

awkwardly, “Oh, thank you.” Janet gestured

have not worsened

and

you cooked Janet was nothing special, but she