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.

look around? After all, we used to sleep here

clung to the doorknob

reason to refuse her, he walked into the room slowly, as if

at how cautious he looked, Janet was amused.She covered her mouth and said gently, "Well, get settled.I'll take

water from the bathroom

some reason, he

his head and chastised

was just

was sitting quietly on the sofa, reading a magazine.He had taken off his suit jacket and carefully laid it on the

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

bed and asked, "Aren't you going to take a

I was waiting for you to

the woman in front

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

to the bathroom.He was at a complete loss as to

him.And it worked.His mind went blank and he stayed in the bathroom for a long

out wrapped in

bedroom was now dimly lit, with only a bedside