In the bathroom early on Sunday morning.

After Janet washed up with a serious expression, she solemnly came to the bathroom, let out a gentle breath, and held her hands in front of her for a while before she picked up the pregnancy test stick on the bathroom.

"ah……"

With a disappointed scream, Janet rushed out of the bathroom and hugged Simon, who had just put on a pair of trousers and was bare-faced, and then bit her.

Simon hugged the woman's waist, felt the two rows of small teeth that were constantly opening and closing on her shoulders, and comforted her: "I'll take a good rest with you after all these things recently."

Janet slightly increased the bite force and continued to grind his teeth on the man's strong shoulder muscles, whining vaguely: "I don't believe you."

Simon was helpless too.

After last year's wedding, the two have been working hard. Now a year is about to pass, but Janet's belly has never moved. She has had several private examinations and the couple has no health problems.

Janet's date of birth is March 13, 1960, and two months will be the 31st birthday of a woman, which also means that she will completely miss the best childbearing age for women.

He hugged the woman tightly in his arms again, and Simon said softly: "Since that's the case, we'll take a break today, and this promise is still easy to fulfill. Where can I go?"

Janet finally let go of her teeth, her face buried between the man's neck and rubbed, saying, "I don't want to go anywhere."

"Then it's home," Simon said, reaching out to pick up the woman, leaning over and kissing her lips, and saying, "Why don't we try again?"

Janet hugged Simon's neck, calculated the time skillfully in her heart, and nodded softly.

When the couple sat in the restaurant for breakfast, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

January is the coldest season in many parts of the Northern Hemisphere. The average temperature in Los Angeles, which is like spring all year round, is still above 10 degrees, and it is usually a sunny day.

Since he decided to rest, Simon completely put aside all work-related matters and did not even pay attention to the Golden Globe media reports that would definitely appear today.

After moving into Dumei Point Manor, I have not carefully learned about this shell villa on the edge of the cliff. In addition to the initial appearance design, most of the details inside the villa were handled by Janet. Simon then spent the whole day with Janet in various rooms in the villa.

In a private library, I heard from women how to select thousands of books on the bookshelf.

In the living room on the second floor, I heard from a woman about how she caught a carpet in an auction.

In the first floor kitchen, I heard from women that the tableware in the kitchen is customized where.

In the underground wine cellar, I heard from women how she fought wits and courage with Unilever. She bought Latu Winery at almost half the price, and also retained most of the most refined wines in the year.

...

As he listened, Simon suddenly remembered that it seemed that it was a long time ago that the woman rented an empty house for her and then carefully filled it up little by little.

It was probably from that time that Janet had been a little rude in putting herself into a certain role.

Simon also felt more and more that although his wife was lazy most of the time and would never do anything she could do to others, in fact, she has really paid a lot for herself over the past few years.

Just one thing is that Simon is constantly purchasing real estate around the world, buying land in Tasmania, Australia, and even Westeros has been investing abroad. If Janet hadn't been serious about helping to keep an eye on and carefully taking care of every little expense, Simon felt that his current financial situation would be a mess.

After all, too many celebrities go bankrupt because they are too big and meet bad people in asset management.

Although Simon has always been paying attention to his own financial situation, his energy is limited after all. It is precisely because of Janet's efforts that his personal property situation has been in order.

Until the evening, I walked around most of the rooms in the villa. I heard Janet buy a land in Tasmania recently. The doomsday shelter that they conceived during their honeymoon last year was also being built in the depths of Tasmanian jungle. Simon suddenly wanted to go around and take a look.

I don't want to become those emperors of the ancient times.

After fighting for a lifetime, he built a huge territory, but he had no chance to see all the picturesque mountains and rivers, but instead he was trapped in a small palace city.

Then leave and set off.

The first stop was to Florida, and the woman said she had recently purchased a land in Miami’s beaches and planned to build a manor from scratch. As a transition, Miami also has another property belonging to Simon.

So they flew around the United States and the two went to Europe and rushed to Australia a week later.

In the jungle of central and western Tasmania.

Before we knew it, it was February, and Simon and Janet appeared on a construction site in the jungle.

This is the construction site of the Doomsday Shelter, and the location is very secretive because there are no roads in the forest. Whether it is construction equipment or many workers, they are transported directly through helicopters, and a confidentiality agreement was signed in advance.

Except for several core leaders of the project, most workers do not know who the employer behind the building is.

Many people even speculate that this may be a secret base built by the Australian military.

Because the construction of the project is relatively complicated, it will take at least one year for the shelter to be completed.

The couple lingered on the construction site in a low-key manner for half a day, and went down to the deepest part of the ground to visit it in person, and finally left together by helicopter.

"There is a copper mine about 30 miles south of our plot, which is on the verge of bankruptcy. My aunt is discussing the acquisition with them recently. As long as we buy the copper mine, our land can extend a large area southward."

The helicopter landed directly at the Johnston house mansion outside Melbourne.

The couple got off the plane, and Janet was still talking about the expansion of Tasmania land: "However, because the news of our land purchases in the past two years has been exposed, although they don't understand what you want to do, there are still many people following the trend to purchase land in Tasmania. This is a very troublesome thing. The land prices in Tasmania have increased significantly."

Simon didn't care too much and smiled: "When they find out that Tasmanian land is actually useless, and they will definitely withdraw slowly."

Janet thought about it and nodded in approval.

Simon has accumulated the largest private wealth in the world in just a few years. No matter what he does now, it will cause a sensation.

However, people always calm down.

Moreover, apart from Simon, there are probably not many people in the world who have enough spare money to buy a piece of land and place it there without any output.

Over time, the trend will naturally fade.

It was evening.

The two entered the mansion and the villa had already started preparing dinner.

Simon and his wife suddenly rushed back to Australia. Janet's parents were very happy, and they also hoped that they would be like this often in the future.

Raymond Johnston had not gotten off work yet, and Janet ran to help her mother prepare dinner, but Simon did not join in the fun and moved into a living room in the villa.

As soon as I entered the door, I accidentally found Veronica Johnston sitting on the sofa and casually flipping through a newspaper, and the TV in the living room was also on.

Even though it had been so long, Veronica's expression suddenly became nervous when she saw Simon, but she quickly relaxed her tone and said softly: "I just came back from Perth. I heard that you and Jenny came to Australia."

Simon nodded, walked over, sat down on the single sofa next to Veronica, picked up the remote control on the coffee table and changed the TV channel aimlessly.

Veronica greeted Simon, her eyes continued to fall on the newspaper in front of her. Her originally relaxed back couldn't help but straighten slightly, and even breathed lighter.

It seems to be worried about what will happen.

Ready to escape at any time.

After being silent for a while, Simon still didn't say anything. Veronica had to take the initiative to find a topic and asked softly: "Well, how long do you and Jenny plan to stay here?"

"I'll go back tomorrow."

"oh."

Silence again.

I really wanted to get up and walk away, but I knew that he probably didn't want her to get up, so I continued to sit.

I wanted to find another topic to talk about for a few more sentences, but I thought about it, but realized that no matter what I said, he might only reply a few words coldly.

Suddenly I felt a little aggrieved.

Uncontrollable strong grievance.

I felt so aggrieved that I couldn't help but shed tears. I lowered my head, and the tears fell directly on the newspaper.

I endured it for a while, but still sobbed.

Then, the sound rang again, still cold: "Don't cry."

This time it did not stop.

I cry, what does it have to do with you?

Then he completely ignored it, covered his face, let go of some sounds, and sobbed.

Simon looked at the crying woman next to him, and looked at the direction of the door again, his scalp getting numb.

After hesitating for a moment, Simon still got up and walked over to lock the living room door.

Back to the seat just now, I finally relaxed a little.

Patiently accompanying the crying woman.

Veronica's crying did not relieve at all. She probably noticed the movement around her and felt the figure on the single sofa beside her. The woman still covered her face, but raised her calf and kicked Simon.

one time.

Two strokes.

Three strokes.

Simon endured it for a moment and reached out and pressed it over.

Veronica shook off the high heels that Simon had held down, and continued to kick them down and down.

Simon was too lazy to stop him this time and let the woman kick him

Finally, Veronica was tired of crying and kicking. She curled up on the sofa, hugged her legs, buried her face in her arms, her hair was scattered, one foot was wearing high heels and the other was bare, looking very embarrassed.

I don't know how long it took.

As the sky was completely dark, a faint voice came from the corridor. Simon realized that things seemed even more difficult and couldn't help saying, "Clean up and have dinner."
To be continued...