The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet didn’t know what had happened.

She was so engrossed in the movie that she didn’t notice when the ceiling started to shake. The next thing she knew, she was lying flat on the floor of the aisle underneath Ethan as the ceiling collapsed. To her horror, something heavy fell on Ethan and she heard a loud noise.

Then it was pure chaos. The room fell into darkness. She could hear people’s screams and cries for help and Ethan’s heavy breathing.

“Ethan, are you hurt?” she asked urgently.

A faint smell of blood wafted in the air.

Janet had no idea if it was Ethan’s or someone else’s.

Having been hit just now, Ethan had rolled down the stairs. Janet’s voice trembled as she fumbled for Ethan in the darkness. “Ethan?”

She knew that he must’ve gotten hurt. She could hear his low, pained moans in the darkness.

However, after a few deep breaths, it became deathly silent. Janet couldn’t hear anything from the direction where Ethan was.

Janet wanted to rush to his side, but a ceiling frame had inadvertently caged her.

When she tried to stand up, her head hit the slate, causing a flurry of concrete powder to fall all over Janet’s face.

“Ahem!” She inhaled the powder and couldn’t stop coughing.

It was pitch black and she could barely see her hand in front of her. As she tried to get a feel for her surroundings, Janet concluded that the collapsed ceiling had fallen on top of the rows of seats, trapping them inside the aisle.

“Hello? Is anyone else there?” She shouted at the top of her lungs.

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eerily quiet. The cries for help

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too much, Janet continued to crawl

palms. Finally, she touched something that felt like knitted fabric. It had to be the dark blue sweater that Ethan

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was more intense now that she was near Ethan. When she reached

went blank. Suddenly,

breaths, trying to calm herself down. Then she placed her

few seconds, she

faint breath

Janet pressed her ear against Ethan’s

He was alive!

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