The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan carefully carried Janet into the car. As he laid her down on the backseat gently, the cool breeze of early autumn blew on her ruddy cheeks.

“Do you know who I am?” he whispered. Seeing Janet in such a state made Ethan feel terrible.

He ran his fingers through Janet’s messy hair. There were two obvious palm marks on Janet’s face, and there was a streak of blood at the corner of her mouth.

His heart ached so much that he didn’t dare to touch Janet’s face. Holding Janet’s shivering body in his arms, he gently tried to comfort her. “It’s okay now. I’m here. You’re safe. Don’t cry.”

Janet clenched the waistcoat of Ethan’s striped suit and looked up at him, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Only then did she return to her senses. She threw herself into Ethan’s arms and sobbed, “Oh, Ethan, it’s really you…”

“Yes, Janet. It’s me.” Ethan was very patient. He gently fixed the suit jacket he put on her and put his arm around her shoulders. With his head slightly lowered, he was able to press his forehead against hers.

He kissed her earlobe gently. “Does it still hurt?”

Janet couldn’t answer him. She could only sob uncontrollably and bury her face into Ethan’s chest.

that had sailed alone for

her back reassuringly and gestured

men, on the other hand, were in a

boss had always been an icy cold, serious man. Yet here he was now,

all red and puffy from the crying. They won’t look pretty

the woman stopped crying abruptly. Her teary eyes

stop crying. It hurts me to see you cry.” Seeing that she still

eyes landed on the stark slap marks on her face, his

Damn it.

good a punishment for

took a few more minutes for Janet to

men castrated that damned driver, piercing shrieks echoed across the forest. After screaming in pain for a while, the driver

before turning to his men and ordering coldly, “Keep him alive. No matter what, get him to tell you who’s

her back reassuringly and gestured at his men to

later, Ethan’s men dragged