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.

followed Janet and caught up with

in the quiet summer

touch his finger.

his face softened. He gently held her hand and caressed her

voice was thick with lust as he stared at

widened. She didn’t know what to say to him. She felt his actions proved his

ears turned red. “Why are

just told him that he couldn’t touch her without

He kissed her lower lip and gently licked it.

Janet’s mouth parted, Ethan lifted her in his

chiseled, muscular body made her

dodge. Ethan didn’t let go of her until they were

she rested her face against his chest, hearing his

will come and get it himself.” Ethan shrugged. His magnetic, playful smile made

no choice but to get

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

was almost nine

the apartment,