The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

It was already half past one when Janet got home that evening.

Quiet as a mouse, she opened the door and crept inside. Only the sound of the clock ticking on the wall could be heard.

Janet flicked on the light switch. To her surprise, the sandwich from breakfast was still sitting on the table where she left it, and there was not a beer bottle in sight. She walked into the living room in her slippers and looked around in confusion, “Ethan?”

It was so late, but Ethan seemed to not have come back yet.

Or was he asleep in his room?

Janet had half a mind to knock on his bedroom door, but decided against it on second thought. She was afraid she’d just wake him up. In the end, she quietly opened his door and poked her head in.

To her surprise, the room was empty.

With a slight frown, Janet decided to wait for Ethan to come back. She wasn’t sleepy anyway.

everything that had happened, she was wide

and watched TV

the

inside wearing a simple, clean white T-shirt underneath a black windbreaker. His prominent

Janet looked up

A colleague was late, so I covered his shift for another half an hour,”

spoke, he realized he was getting more and more skillful at

have night shifts often? I didn’t know you could stay up this late all the time,”

shrugged off his coat and sat next to her. “What are

and pinched it. Raising his eyebrows slightly, he smiled. “You always stay up late. Why are you getting so

looked down, feeling a bit sheepish. He was right. She worked overtime a lot and was often late to go

today,” she suddenly said, looking

had happened in the elevator