The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 797 All He Wanted

The night grew late, and the moon was hidden behind the clouds.

Brandon donned his pajamas and carried Janet to the sofa before changing the sheets.

The indent of his muscles were visible even under the clothes.He turned his head and stared down at Janet, who looked utterly spent and exhausted.

Brandon caressed her cheek lovingly.

"You haven't had dinner yet," he said in a gentle voice.

"Would you like me to go downstairs and whip something up for you?"

Janet's eyes were already growing heavy.She yawned and clutched at one of the throw pillows around her.

"No, thank you.I just wanna sleep..."

With a faint smile, Brandon fetched some tissues and diligently wiped her off.

Once he was done with the bed, he gathered her in his arms and placed put her back under the covers.She was so tired that she almost fell asleep as soon as she hit the mattress.

Janet felt Brandon snuggle behind her, and then she heard him ask, "Would you like me to help you take a shower?"

She shook her head, her eyes already tightly shut.иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмShe didn't want to risk the possibility of dozing off in the bathroom.

up on his elbow to look

you like boys, or would you prefer girls?" he asked,

barely capable of forming an entire sentence at this point, so she only let out

her

you, and I'll spoil her like a princess." Janet's

if she has the same personality as

be an introvert who didn't like to

smile appeared on Brandon's face.He pulled

so bad," he said softly.Don't worry.I won't let anyone

over and

long as the baby is healthy, I don't care whether it's a boy or a

sure our children are happy and content.We will have our

kind mother, and lovely children.It was all

bit her lower lip and burrowed into the cocoon

spring when Barnes had

a deserted road, a man was limping hurriedly under the pouring rain.He risked a backward glance, only to find a dozen men brandishing knives and baseball bats as they

that his knees almost gave out, but his desperation urged him

the end, they cornered him in

after me? I have no quarrel with

and strained, and he looked like a mangy dog that had been wandering the streets for days.He stared at the tall, burly men in front

me go, I beg you! I did nothing

gang stepped forward and grabbed