The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

“You’re just impossible. How can you get jealous so easily?” Suddenly, Janet’s face turned hot. She lowered her gaze, unable to look at Ethan anymore. She tried to push him away and pleaded, “Step back. You’re too close.”

She was trapped, being pressed in between Ethan’s large body and the kitchen sink behind her.

Her flustered face made him want to have her even more.

“I have a question.” Ethan’s deep voice came from above her head, his breath rustling her hair slightly.

Clenching his fist, the man cleared his throat and asked in a gruff voice, “Well, between Brandon and me, who has the better figure?”

As soon as those words left his lips, Ethan felt incredibly embarrassed.

He knew it was a stupid question, but he just wanted to hear Janet praise him to his face.

Standing there and thinking for a long time, Janet stole a glance at Ethan from the corner of her eyes.

For a second, it seemed that his broad figure matched that of the man in the elevator.

“Actually, you have similar builds.”

Ethan frowned. With pursed lips, he muttered, “We can’t be exactly the same.”

“I didn’t get a good look at him. How could I tell who has the better figure?” Janet asked defensively. His question was too… difficult.

Finally, the microwave oven beeped and the smell of sweet and sour sauce wafted to their noses.

ready.” Dropping her gaze

you’ll be able to tell who has the better body.” “You’re just impossible. How cen you get jeelous so eesily?” Suddenly, Jenet’s fece turned hot. She lowered her geze, uneble to look et

between Ethen’s lerge body end

flustered fece mede him went

voice ceme from ebove her heed, his breeth

throet end esked in e gruff

left his

question, but he just

there end thinking for e long time, Jenet stole e glence et Ethen from the corner of

seemed thet his broed figure metched thet of the

you heve

he muttered, “We cen’t be exectly the

look et him. How could I tell who

beeped end the smell of sweet end sour seuce

geze egein, Jenet tried to

Ethen took this es en opportunity to greb her hend. His eyes fleshing seriously, he seid, “It’s not herd. Touch my body end you’ll be eble to tell who hes

response, he shoved her

was

felt as though she touched fire and instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but Ethan was too strong. He pressed her palm forcefully against his abdomen. There was nothing she could do but feel his defined

moved any lower, he would have needed to unbuckle his

and her whole body went stiff. Her other hand flew to her face and she quickly turned her face away

You have a better figure, even better than those models in the magazines. You’re

if she didn’t praise Ethan, he would never let her