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.

Ethan bothered to explain himself?

about the smug look

the angrier she became. Finally, unable to take it

knew sitting in the room and wracking her brains was pointless. The only solution to the problem was

Janet was a coward. Her momentum disappeared as soon as she walked out of the bedroom. She trudged across the living

the living room was

‘Where is Ethan?’

and tiptoed to his

wasn’t in

enraged. She couldn’t believe Ethan had left the

bottle of beer from the fridge and walked to the balcony. A gust of cold breeze brushed against her as she looked

It was Ethan.

the tree, talking over

suspicious. ‘Why does he have to go downstairs to answer the phone? Does he not want me to know