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.

braced himself up on his elbow to

asked, his eyes glittering in the dim light

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

he whispered in her ear as he pulled her into

spoil her like a princess." Janet's eyes

the

like to mingle with

appeared on Brandon's face.He pulled her

he said softly.Don't worry.I won't let anyone bully

over and returned

whether it's a

children are happy

a warm home with a strong father, a kind mother, and lovely children.It

lower lip and burrowed into the cocoon of his arms.She wanted to give

spring when Barnes had its first rain of the

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

his desperation urged him to move forward.He couldn't walk properly as it was, let

cornered him in a dark corner of the

you after me? I have no quarrel with

the streets for days.He stared at the tall, burly men in front of him and decided that his best option was

go, I beg you! I did nothing to you, you have no reason to come

forward and grabbed Jorge's