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.

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

he had

clock on the wall and found that it was already six

hadn’t felt a pang of hunger at all. Besides, she didn’t have much time

her lips together and looked up at Ethan with some caution. “I’d like to eat later.

her. “You 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, it

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

he looked rather adorable in his

porcelain plate rang in the air as he scooped out a ball and held

eat by

she still