The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet slowly put on her clothes.

She knew she was wrong. However, Ethan shouldn’t have reacted that way either.

She was innocent, and Christopher did not do anything to her.

‘Can’t I talk to another man just because I’m with Ethan now?’

“Are you insane?” Janet cursed under her breath as she buttoned up her shirt. Tears streamed down her face.

She stood up and wanted to go back to her bedroom, but she waited in front of Ethan’s room for a long time. Janet even pressed her ear against the door to hear what was happening inside.

But the room was strangely silent.

Janet clenched her fist and was almost about to knock on the door. But she ultimately decided against it.

What could she possibly tell him after getting inside?

her or push her onto the bed. She had just escaped from him. Going inside would be like voluntarily setting foot into the trap and letting Ethan interrogate her all

She hated herself for hesitating outside, not knowing

in the living room for a while

initiative to

was hesitant whether to apologize first. After all, Ethan

sofa, hugging the pillow,

Then we’ll talk.” She

awake. She held her cushion and

didn’t know when she

next morning, she was awakened by the honk of the

was sleeping on the bed, Janet stretched herself and turned over. But as a result, she clumsily fell on the carpet. Janet winced in pain, for

and sat up. She had a terrible hangover. Her stomach felt queasy and her temples throbbed as if someone were piercing them with an electric

blanket wrapped around her. Breakfast and hangover pills were lying

of a sudden, she stood up and ran to Ethan’s room.