The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan slowly loosened his grip on Janet’s wrist. His slender fingers trailed down her hand and interlaced her fingers.

He kissed her knuckles and smiled. “You have said a lot. Catch some breath now. Is your throat dry?”

Janet was taken aback; she stared at him with wide eyes. A blush crept onto her cheeks. She lowered her gaze, batting her eyelashes.

Ethan didn’t say anything more. He stroked her palm and looked at her shy face. The smile lit up his face; he looked more handsome than ever.

Somehow, the lust in his eyes seemed appealing rather than annoying.

“Tell me something. Would you rather get a loan from a bank than ask me for help?”

“You are no better than I am. You have no money. Even if you have savings, I don’t think it would be enough to pay for the surgery.” Janet smiled and looked at him. Then, she drank the milk and placed the glass on the table.

unreasonable

find a way to help you. I could also ask

at him intently. “I don’t have the habit of depending on others. Hannah is old and weak. I have been solving all the problems myself without seeking anyone’s help ever since I was a child. If I started depending on others, then it would become a habit. As time goes by, it would turn into a weakness. After all, you can only

the sofa, his

a weary sigh. Ethan

the dim lamps illuminated the road. The wind

The warmth of his body seeped into hers.

his fresh, manly scent. A contented sigh escaped her lips. Suddenly, her eyes

clothes in your bedroom.” Ethan moved his arm,

control and switched to a horror movie.

said, breaking the silence. Janet was engrossed in the film.