The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

An hour ago.

Janet had deliberately made noises while moving her things back to her room.

Her anger flared up when Ethan didn’t respond. She slammed the door, making it rattle against the hinges.

She had thought Ethan would stop her and explain everything to her. Part of her hoped all this was just a misunderstanding, and Charis was nothing more than Ethan’s classmate. Janet waited for a long time but didn’t hear any sound outside.

Janet walked to the bed and slumped down. She was mad at herself for not being decisive enough. She had stormed off like she didn’t give a damn. However, she couldn’t stop thinking about what was going on in Ethan’s mind.

She fell on the bed and buried her face in the pillow.

It was a quiet night. As Janet stirred in her sleep, she felt like someone was standing by her bed. She quickly opened her eyes and turned the light on. However, there was no one else in her room.

The white blanket was still smooth and fluffy. Janet realized no one had been watching her sleep. Ethan hadn’t whispered sweet things into her ear during her sleep.

Janet sat up and massaged her temples.

hasn’t Ethan bothered to explain himself? Was my guess right

stop thinking about the smug look on Charis’s face.

the angrier she became. Finally, unable

pointless. The only solution to

momentum disappeared as soon as she walked out of the bedroom. She trudged across the living room as if nothing had happened, pretending that she only got up to get some

her surprise, the living room was

‘Where is Ethan?’

tiptoed

in his

enraged. She couldn’t believe Ethan had

from the fridge and walked to the balcony. A gust of cold breeze brushed against her as she looked down. Her gaze fell on the

It was Ethan.

the tree,

to go downstairs to answer the phone? Does he not want