The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Ethan pursed his lips. He glanced back at the kitchen at Janet, then opened the glass door to step out onto the balcony.

He was a little surprised to see that Patrick was calling him.

It was winter and the cold wind was unforgiving. Ethan stood on the balcony, letting the wind blow his hair.

“Why on earth are you answering the phone outside? Isn’t it cold out there?” Janet’s voice broke the silence.

Ethan was lost in his thoughts and didn’t notice when Janet slid the door open and poked her head out. Narrowing her eyes at him suspiciously, she looked at the phone in Ethan’s hand.

He was answering the phone out on the balcony again. Was it Charis calling again?

“It’s Patrick Lester.” Amused by the quirky expression on her face, he pulled her into his arms and finally answered the phone.

“Ethan, why the hell did you keep me waiting?” Patrick’s irritated voice came from the other end of the line.

was busy just now,” Ethan

about whatever Ethan was up to. There was something he needed to talk about with Ethan, so he went straight to the point. “Your grandma’s birthday is coming up

waiting for Ethan’s response, he hung

had overheard Patrick’s loud voice. She looked up at

me. There’ll be nothing but trouble if we disobey him. Besides, I haven’t seen my grandma in a very long time. It’s only right that I be there on her

“I can tell that you’re fond of

Ethan’s expression softened

didn’t approve of what Patrick had done, she couldn’t do anything about her son’s decisions. She had always felt sorry for Ethan and used to

only Lester who ever cared

the top of Janet’s head. “She’s

time since they last met—too

here. It’s so cold!” Janet whined,

occurred to her. She shouted, “The eggs!