The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet’s anger was still flickering inside her. Talking to Ethan was the last thing she wanted to do now. She picked up the phone and said coldly, “I’m having dinner with a client. I’ll call you back later.”

She then hung up the phone before Ethan could say a word.

The busy tone that came after his wife’s statement made Ethan’s face darken. He didn’t expect her to react like this. His fingers tightened around the phone as his heart sank.

“Can’t you drive faster?” he asked in a low, but impatient voice. The atmosphere in the car instantly became tense.

This question made the driver’s palms sweaty all of a sudden. He sensed Ethan’s mood and didn’t dare to disobey him. He stepped on the gas and maneuvered through the vehicles on the road.

Meanwhile, in the restaurant, a waiter just served the dishes at the table of Janet and Kent. The tantalizing aroma wafted into their nostrils. The colors of the food made them look so tempting.

However, none of these moved Janet. She didn’t have an appetite for it due to her fury. She just kept forking the steak on the plate in a bid to vent her anger.

“Ouch! That hurts!” Kent cried out, holding his chest.

her senses. She looked up at

towards the steak on her plate and responded, “I’m just speaking up for the steak on your plate. If

said Janet, rolling her eyes. She then looked down at her plate and saw that the steak

a joke about it. He quietly cut his steak into small pieces. Afterward, he exchanged her plate of

her with a smile and said, “Come on, eat something first to fill your stomach. You can worry about whatever that is bothering you later. But you can’t eat steak like that. They

thoughtful help, Janet still couldn’t bring herself to eat.

since it’s so good?” She supported

his cutlery and picked up the glass of wine beside him. As he poured some into his glass, he asked, “Penny for your thoughts? Tell me what bothers you.

getting Janet drunk first. He thought schemingly, ‘Damn, if I can make her drunk, it would be convenient for

the brim of her glass, Janet stared at him with her eyes gleaming with vigilance. She muttered politely,

tolerance for alcohol. No matter how she tried to control herself, she always ended up misbehaving after drinking. She had learned a lesson from what happened the last time. So, she didn’t dare to drink even though it would

not? Are you afraid that you will get drunk?” A sinister glint flashed through Kent’s eyes at this

a stomach problem, so

it. I assure you that it would get rid