The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet spotted Ethan as soon as she entered the kitchen. He stood there awkwardly, surrounded by shards of broken china.

He raised his eyes at her, looking lost and helpless. “I was washing the dishes when they… slipped off my hands.”

Well, he hadn’t done this sort of thing for more than ten years, so a mess was inevitable sooner or later.

Janet walked over and began picking the broken pieces one by one.

She wasn’t quite sure whether to laugh or cry. “I’m guessing you didn’t rinse any of these dishes. Ceramic tableware needs to be rinsed with warm water twice.”

“I see. I’ll take note of it next time.” Enoch ripped off a sheet of paper towel and handed it to her. “Go ahead and do your thing. I’ll clean up over here.”

He didn’t want her to get injured due to his own carelessness.

It didn’t take long for Ethan to finish tidying things up. When he was done, he wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, only to pause at the scene that greeted him.

The floor was absolutely spotless, and the huge windows were wide open, letting in beams of light and the refreshing afternoon breeze. The previously messy cabinets and shelves had all been arranged neatly as well.

irises adorned what was once an empty and dusty vase

house an artistic vibe

before, but it was dull and a little depressing. It needed some life kicked back into it.” Janet was standing by one of the windows. She had a bright smile on her face and

she had to make

Ethan’s eyes. He reached out to the wild daisies, taking a soft white petal between his fingertips. “You’re right. It

to put flowers on the table, too. Although they’d been dirt poor, she had managed to brighten up their lives with these tiny,

died. For the first time in as long as he could remember, he finally

loved life very much,” Janet remarked, studying him out

much tender as he thought of his

getting used to the fact that I am your husband now?” He tried to sound nonchalant as he opened the fridge. He soon

be careful

get accustomed to the fact that they were married. She hadn’t thought much about it when she spoke. Had she offended him,

of her hands. The next thing she

“No! I already drank—”

in her throat as she watched Ethan touch his lips to the same spot where hers had been. She was mesmerized at the