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

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 and we’re throwing her a

Ethan’s response, he hung

She looked up at Ethan and asked hesitantly, “So are we

trouble if we disobey him. Besides, I haven’t seen my grandma in a very long

at him sweetly. “I can tell that you’re

that Ethan’s expression softened when

when she was a girl. Although she didn’t approve of what Patrick had done, she couldn’t

the only Lester

Ethan rested his chin on the top of Janet’s head. “She’s a kind lady,”

time since they last met—too

here. It’s so cold!” Janet

a thought occurred to her. She shouted,