The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

A silence fell over the car. Even the driver didn’t dare to make a sound.

Outside the car window, the trees swayed as the wind whistled through their branches, like a ghost singing in the night.

At Janet’s question, Ethan’s expression darkened.

“Well, if you don’t want to talk about it, just forget it. I’m sorry I brought it up,” Janet apologized immediately, sensing that she had said something wrong. “I was just curious. I didn’t mean to offend you.”

She turned around and focused on the scenery outside, watching the trees and scattered lights. Truth be told, she was a little disappointed.

She didn’t know what was with her tonight. Maybe all the booze from the party gave her the courage to ask Ethan something personal.

To her disappointment, she failed at the first try.

in through the window. Suddenly, Janet felt a warm

eyes. “Didn’t you want to know about my mother? You’re sitting so far from me. How could I tell

body was pressed against the window, as though she wanted to put as much

the car came to a halt. They had arrived

Janet muttered unhappily. Ethan hadn’t spilled any beans

the car then helped her out. He immediately shrugged off his coat and wrapped it around her

oversized on her. Being enveloped by it, only Janet’s bright, clear eyes could be seen. She nodded eagerly, her shining eyes bobbing

near their apartment. Purple vines crept up the columns, looking

Ethan’s sleeve, her eyes full of curiosity. She looked

his lips into a straight line, and his expression darkened again. But with a

financial situation plummeted fast later. She was never a mistress, like the rumors claimed. My father had forced her, which led to her pregnancy. At the time, she couldn’t fight against him,

her head to look at him. His tone was calm, but there was