Ethan put down his phone and lay on the sofa. He was lost in thought for a long time before he dozed off.

The sound of cooking utensils clunking together in the kitchen woke him up the next morning.

He stood up and stretched his body. While yawning, he looked at the kitchen with misty eyes.

A woman was standing there in a thin and long white dress that covered her legs down to her ankles. He stared at her in a daze for a long time.

“Ethan, don’t stand here. You’re in my way,” Janet said in a lukewarm tone, blinking her big watery eyes.

Ethan cleared his throat and made way for her. Scratching his head, he asked, “Do you need my help with anything?”

“No, I don’t need any help. I’m not making breakfast for you. If you are hungry, you can eat out,” she replied with a poker face.

‘Humph! You have no feelings for me, but you have been eating all the delicious breakfast I made. I’m not your maid, so don’t expect any more meals from me!’ she thought to herself.

two eggs. The oil sizzled in the pan as she cracked

breath and his shoulders slouched. Without uttering a word, he sulkily went to the

say or the best gift to get her. ‘She’s

he spat out the foam

room, he saw that Janet was eating breakfast slowly. She didn’t even

Are you interested?” As Ethan

quickly when she saw him open up all five fingers of his right hand. With her eyes opened

knew a little about her. She loved making money. A job offer that paid that much was something she could

about his actions last night. She wiped her mouth quickly. Although her expression was still indifferent,

a piece of toast from her plate and took a bite. “Well, it’s a painting job. The owner of

painting was one of her

her toast. She frowned and queried him angrily, “Ethan, I said I didn’t make breakfast for you.

as a reward for telling you about the job. Besides, you are my wife. Sharing is caring!” Ethan stuffed the last quarter of the

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