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.

indeed unreasonable for him to offer the

frowned and said, “You should have at least asked me to find a way to help you.

I have been solving all the problems myself without seeking anyone’s help ever since I was a

the sofa, his

a weary sigh. Ethan pulled Janet closer to him and wrapped the blanket around them. “Are you cold? Do you want

streets were pitch dark. Only the dim lamps illuminated the road. The wind howled, and the raindrops pattered on

seeped into

lips. Suddenly, her eyes

in your bedroom.” Ethan moved his arm, pulling

the football game ended, Ethan picked up the remote control and switched to a horror movie. It was still pouring

Ethan said, breaking the silence. Janet was engrossed in the film. Hearing his voice, she