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.

meat balls. He set it on the table

then did Janet remember that he had brought her something for

at the clock on the wall and found that it was already six in the

at all. Besides, she didn’t have much time left to waste

at Ethan with some caution. “I’d like

can’t just skip meals,” he scolded. “Here, I combined grains, vegetables, and fish to make these tiny balls. It’s bite-size and should be convenient enough for you. You can just draw while eating,

that appetizing. In fact, they didn’t look like balls, at all. Ethan had probably used too much

in his black

spoon scraping against porcelain plate rang in the air as he scooped out a ball and held it against

eat by myself,”

still opened her