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

chirped in the quiet summer

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

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

Ethan’s voice was thick with lust as he stared at her

what to say to him. She felt his actions proved his

are asking me that?” she

his head in amusement. Janet had just told him that he couldn’t touch

gently licked it. Janet moaned in the

mouth parted, Ethan lifted her in his arms. She involuntarily wrapped her legs around his waist and rested her head on his

muscular body made

didn’t let go of her

you going to get the motorcycle?” Janet’s face flushed as she rested her face against his chest, hearing his heartbeat.

get it himself.” Ethan shrugged. His magnetic, playful smile

choice but to get

again. “Your lips taste like strawberry. I

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apartment, she rushed