The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Brandon's whole body tensed up instantly.

Seeing this, the smile on Janet's face became even brighter.She tilted her head to look at him in a somewhat innocent-like manner, to which Brandon tightened his jaw and pursed his thin lips.

"What's the matter? You look flustered.Brandon, you were never like this in bed before."

Janet continued to banter with him.

Brandon himself once admitted that he was wild in bed.

So why was he so shy now? Janet found it oddly amusing.

Upon hearing her, Brandon's steps became unsteady subconsciously.

Was she telling him the truth? In his memory, he had never slept with a woman.

Moreover, Janet was nothing but a stranger to him now.

How on earth could she know what he was like in bed? Seeing the hesitant and uncertain look on Brandon's face, Janet suddenly wanted to keep on teasing him.

She pulled his suit jacket and led him into the master bedroom.

around?

to the doorknob

room slowly, as if he

Janet was amused.She covered her

from the bathroom brought Brandon back to

some reason, he felt

shook his

was just

hadn't left.He was sitting quietly on the sofa, reading a magazine.He had

of his white shirt were unbuttoned, exposing his sharp collarbone and pectoral muscles.He looked extremely

her wet hair, Janet sat on the edge of the bed and asked, "Aren't you going to take a shower before going

waiting for you to

the woman

reasons he couldn't explain.He had flipped through the magazine in his hand twice or thrice now, but nothing seemed to register in

bathroom.He was at a complete loss as to

seduce him.And it worked.His mind went blank and he stayed in

walked out

only a bedside table lamp illuminating the