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

death? Can you do that?” Ethan’s deep, resonant voice reverberated across

of his frame. The light outside blurred his features, and Janet couldn’t see his expression. But the anger

state of shock. As Ethan stepped

voice trembled, and her

caught Janet and carried her to

see if she had

and shook her head. She wrapped her arms around his waist

and brushed the loose strands off her face, tucking them behind her ear.

pressed his cheek against her ear and took a deep breath. “It’s all my fault. I should have come home early,”

as Ethan’s manly