The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Grasping the quilt, Janet bit her lip and hesitated for a long time.

Finally, she put on her slippers and walked toward the door, hugging her pillow.

The early autumn weather was damp — moisture lingered in the air. All lights in the living room were turned off. Janet walked to Ethan’s room and saw the dim light from the crack of his door.

Janet took a deep breath and knocked on the door twice.

The door immediately opened, which surprised Janet. If not for the glass of water in Ethan’s hand, she would have thought the man had been standing by the door the whole time, waiting for her to knock.

“What’s the matter?” Ethan had broad shoulders; his frame narrowed down on his waist to a perfect V. He was wearing a white tank top, and his trousers weren’t secured by a belt. They hung loosely on his waist. He leaned against the door frame and took a sip of water. His lips curled up into a knowing smile when he saw the pillow in her arms.

Janet lowered her head. “I’m a little scared,” she mumbled, clutching the pillow tightly.

One look at Janet told him why she was here.

“Do you want me to sleep with you in your room?” he asked.

Janet glanced at him and

minute.” Ethan ruffled her hair and walked into his room. Moments later, he came out in his pajamas, holding a gray pillow

“Let’s go.” He smiled.

flushed with embarrassment as she walked toward her room.

shadows into the room. The moonlight flooding through the window

stared at the

his side of the bed

wide awake despite lying on the bed for a long time. She craned her neck and looked at Ethan. “Ethan,

and looked at her. The dim light

we talk for a while?” Janet was wrapped in the quilt, revealing only her

and

a tall, muscular man who exuded a powerful aura. Before Janet knew it, he lifted her in his

her and peppered soft kisses on her earlobe and cheek

just taken a shower. The fresh