The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

How could Janet not feel guilty?

Although Ethan seemed casual, he treated her like a princess. If she planned to leave him for some reason one day, the pain would feel excruciating as if someone had ripped her heart right out of her chest.

The wind whistled in the night. Janet lowered her head and tried to get hold of herself.

“I could have handled it on my own, Ethan.” Her voice drifted with the wind.

She had always been alone and fought her own battles.

Ethan walked up to her, and Janet saw his yellowing canvas shoes.

She looked up, and her gaze met his enigmatic eyes.

Ethan smiled and gently stroked his hair. “You have a husband now. It’s different.”

Ethan’s broad chest blocked the wind as he stared into her eyes.

“Let’s go back. It’s late,”

Janet said in a hushed voice. His words both confused and touched her. She turned around and continued to walk forward.

and caught up with

chirped in the

sudden, Ethan felt something touch his finger. He looked down and saw Janet clasp his

face softened. He

want to kiss you. Can I?” Ethan’s voice was thick with lust as he

to him. She felt his actions proved his affection

ears turned red. “Why are asking me

in amusement. Janet had just told him that he couldn’t touch her without her

leaned toward her. He kissed her lower lip and gently licked it. Janet moaned in

lifted her in his arms. She involuntarily wrapped her legs around his waist and rested her head

chiseled, muscular body made her

Ethan didn’t let go of her until

get the motorcycle?” Janet’s face flushed as she rested her face

His magnetic, playful smile

but to

“Your lips taste like strawberry. I like it. It’s

was almost nine when they

the apartment, she rushed