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?

bed. She had just escaped from him. Going inside would be like voluntarily setting foot into the trap and letting

a wuss!” She hated herself for hesitating outside, not knowing what

around in the living room for a while and glanced at

the initiative to apologize to

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

on the sofa, hugging the pillow, Janet stared at the closed

sometime. Then we’ll talk.” She snorted and buried

stay awake. She held her cushion and waited, but her eyelids

didn’t know when

awakened by the honk

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

scratched her hair 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 drill. She sat on the sofa, staring at the

her mind settled, she looked at herself and found a blanket wrapped around her. Breakfast and hangover pills were lying on the tea table beside her. The steaming bowl of

she stood up and ran to Ethan’s room.