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.

glanced

walked into his room. Moments later, he came out in his pajamas, holding a gray pillow in

“Let’s go.” He smiled.

flushed with embarrassment as she

with the breeze cast long shadows into the room. The moonlight flooding

on the bed and stared at the white ceiling while clutching

the bed with his back to Janet, blocking

a long time.

head on his palm and looked at her. The dim light outside the window outlined his face

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

and

aura. Before Janet knew it, he lifted her in his arms and wrapped

and peppered soft kisses on her earlobe and cheek as he spoke. “Well, what

made her dizzy. Ethan must have just taken a