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?

He would probably pinch her face and continue to question her or push her onto the bed. She had just escaped from him. Going inside would be like voluntarily setting foot into the trap

you’re such a wuss!” She hated herself

wandered around in the living room for a while and glanced at Ethan’s

take the initiative to apologize

a fight like this before. Janet was hesitant whether to apologize first. After all, Ethan had also been mean and

on the sofa, hugging the pillow, Janet stared

talk.” She snorted and buried her face in the

stay awake. She held her cushion

when

morning, she was awakened by the

on the bed, Janet stretched herself and turned over. But as a result, she clumsily fell on the

sat up. She had a terrible hangover. Her stomach felt queasy and her temples throbbed as if someone were piercing them with an electric drill. She sat on the sofa, staring at the wall, not knowing what

were lying on the tea table beside her. The steaming bowl of porridge made

and ran to Ethan’s room.