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.

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 his chest. Ethan stared pointedly at the bowl of noodles that had grown cold and soggy,

remember that he had brought her something

on the wall and found

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

with some

“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

the dubious-looking balls on the plate. They didn’t look all that appetizing. In fact, they didn’t

looked rather adorable in his black T-shirt and

the air as he

can eat by myself,”

yet, she still opened her mouth