The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet held her breath and waited for the man to enter as the door flew open. But no one came in. Janet heard rustling noises and muffled groans from outside. Moments later, the house returned to silence.

She clutched the lamp tightly until her knuckles grew white. Her palm grew sweaty, and she almost dropped the lamp. Janet swallowed loudly; her heart was in her throat the entire time.

Janet planned to smash the lamp on the man’s head as soon as he came in. She hoped to injure his head and knock him unconscious.

Moments later, a tall figure appeared outside the room and pushed the door open, causing it to creak on its hinges.

A tall figure walked toward her. Janet immediately picked up the lamp, closed her eyes, and flung it toward him.

However, Janet didn’t hear any shouts or screams as expected. She slowly opened her eyes and saw that the man had grabbed the lamp.

If you come anywhere closer to me, I’ll beat you to death,” Janet hissed through her gritted teeth. She was so scared that her heart almost stopped beating, but

that?” Ethan’s deep, resonant

no light in the room, so Janet could only see a silhouette of his frame. The light outside blurred his features,

of shock. As Ethan stepped closer, she pounced on

voice trembled, and her legs gave

and carried her to

inspected her body to see if she had suffered any injuries. “Are

her head. She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned on his chest

brushed the loose strands off her face, tucking them behind

deep breath. “It’s all my fault. I should have come home early,” he mumbled, stroking her

heart took a sprint in her chest as Ethan’s manly scent filled her