The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan turned another page with a small smile. “I’m just a part-time worker with no fixed hours. I just happened to be free for the day.”

“I see.” Janet pursed her lips.

“All right, stop talking and finish your work quickly.” Ethan walked up to her and gently knocked the book he was holding against the top of her head.

“But I only said two words!” Janet grumbled, ducking her head and shooting him a glare. Ethan chuckled softly and padded out of the room.

Without the distraction he provided, Janet was able to concentrate on her designs.

Soon, the light drizzle stopped completely. Its pitter-patter was replaced by the occasional sound of a drop falling from the leaves and into the puddles on the ground. The air had become balmy after the rain, and Janet felt her body grow hot and sticky with sweat.

By the time Ethan came around again, it was already dusk.

to mean, Janet?” he asked, his face stern. “You didn’t even touch the noodles I brought for lunch.” This time, he was carrying a plate of what looked like meat balls. He set it on the table and crossed his arms over

then did Janet remember that he had brought her

I forgot,” she said sheepishly. She glanced at the clock on the wall and found that it was already six in the

pang of hunger at all. Besides,

together and looked up at Ethan with some caution. “I’d

scolded. “Here, I combined grains, vegetables, and fish to make these tiny balls.

put her pen down and looked at the dubious-looking balls on the plate. They didn’t look all that appetizing. In fact, they didn’t look like balls, at all. Ethan had probably

looked rather adorable in his black T-shirt and

your mouth.” The sound of spoon scraping against porcelain plate rang in the air as he scooped

eat by myself,” she muttered,

yet, she still opened her mouth