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.

to her senses. She looked up at him and

and responded, “I’m just speaking up for the steak on your plate. If it could talk, it would say, ‘Ouch!

Janet, rolling her eyes. She then looked down at her plate and saw that the steak had several bright-red marks amidst its crusty

small pieces. Afterward, he exchanged her plate of steak with his

stomach. You can worry about whatever that is bothering you later. But you can’t eat steak like that. They make the best steak here. Have a taste

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

it’s so good?” She

picked up the glass of wine beside him. As he poured some into his glass,

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

her eyes gleaming with

extremely low 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 be nice to

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

not that. I have a stomach problem, so

The alcohol percentage in this wine it’s very low. It won’t upset your stomach. Just take it. I assure you that it would get rid of your dull spirit.” Kent put