The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Christopher’s heart raced in his chest as he leaned closer to Janet.

“Ethan…” Janet mumbled softly, shattering all the intimacy into pieces.

The light in Christopher’s eyes dimmed in an instant. He immediately stopped and sat upright as the corners of his mouth twitched. The light outside the window fell on his face, outlining his features. He looked hurt.

He restrained his emotions and lifted the coat on her shoulders. “It’s all right. Go to sleep.”

He turned his head and looked out of the window.

The Korean restaurant they had dinner in the evening was quite far from Janet’s home. When they arrived, it was already past midnight. The moon hung among the foamy clouds, casting a silver light on the land.

Janet was drunk; she had no idea what she was doing. Her arms dangled out of her coat as she waved her hands. Her loose shirt, unbuttoned on the top, slid to her shoulders, revealing her cleavage and collar bones. “Hmm, it’s uncomfortable here. My back hurts a lot.”

lifted the coat and

up and carry me upstairs. I’m so sleepy.” Janet leaned back and slumped onto the back seat of the

out of the taxi, but Janet didn’t seem to cooperate with him, so he bent

was about to put her down, a strong force pulled

looked up and saw

cast long shadows, making Ethan look like a towering mountain that seemed to even block

droopy eyes turned murderous as he looked at Christopher. Then, he turned to look at the woman in

misunderstood me. I’m here to drop

and gently put Janet down and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, forcing her to stand steadily. Seeing that her wobbly feet didn’t support her, he held her shoulder tightly to offer more support. “Don’t you know how to walk? Why are you asking others to carry you?” he chided

pain as she felt someone was crushing her shoulder.