The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The atmosphere was tense for obvious reasons. But Ethan felt unnecessarily annoyed as he stared at Janet.

It was as if Janet was ready to pester him for answers today. He could see the decisiveness and stubbornness in her eyes. As a result, he felt uneasy. He had a hunch that if he continued to keep her in the dark, the gap between them would get wider.

“What can’t you tell me?” Janet was on the verge of breaking down when she noticed that Ethan was hesitating. When he didn’t answer her question, she finally cried hysterically, “Ethan! Why are you doing this to me? I’m sick and tired of knowing very little about you. Why did this happen? What happened between you and Ritchie? I thought we would just have dinner! Then all of a sudden he just snapped and started talking about horrible things. Although I know you don’t have a good relationship with your family, I thought unfriendly words were the only thing I had to suffer in their hands. But it was nothing like that! How come this happened?”

‘He wanted me to leave Ethan and be his mistress? How ridiculous and disgusting! He also injured Laney to this extent. I won’t let this slide!’ Janet was shocked and furious.

Anger settled like a boulder in Ethan’s gut. He almost reached out his hand to hold Janet, but her glare made him restrain himself. He just said in a choked voice, “I’m sorry.”

but nothing changes!” Tears welled up in Janet’s eyes. She held Ethan’s hand and continued, “Our marriage made us one,

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so there was not much sunlight. The cool wind caused the bare trees to sway. From the look of things, the city would

to the time when Ethan’s mother

this cruel world. It was also a cold winter at that time. After my mother’s death, I was forced to go to the Lester family’s villa and Patrick agreed to take me in. He couldn’t turn his back to me because I was his biological son. No matter how cruel rich people were, they valued their offspring. But Elissa, his wife, strongly opposed my coming into that household. She made a scene and ordered that I be thrown out. Patrick had to send me back to the house I used to live with my mother which was

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