The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The rooftop wasn’t that big.It was only a few dozen square meters wide.

The potted plants on the roof had become withered because of the heat.

There was nowhere for Janet and Ethan to hide.

Moreover, it was rather windy today, making the fire even worse. Gradually, smoke was forming on the rooftop. Ethan knew that they couldn’t wait any longer.

As the smoke increased, so too would the concentration of carbon monoxide within the area.

And by then, he and Janet would likely pass out on the rooftop due to excessive intake of carbon monoxide. It would take some time for the Larson Group’s helicopter to arrive.

They couldn’t wait for that long. Ethan walked to the edge of the rooftop and tied a roll of rope to the railing, which he had taken from the bathroom earlier.

"Janet, come here.I’ll get you down from the rooftop using this rope."

Ethan helped Janet to the edge of the rooftop and tied the other end of the rope to her waist.

Dazed and dizzy, Janet stared at the crowd.

small as ants.Her vision was blurring, and

I’m

gently put her on the edge

afraid, and of course, it’s dangerous.Trust me, I won’t resort to doing this if I have any other choice.The fire has spread to the rooftop.Our only option is to find a way down by ourselves.If

up.She stared into

her vision blurred. She turned around,

a fear that she

cried,

a kiss on her

rope by myself and go down

her own tears, still worried about

to be fine,"

her lips

on Janet’s waist and tied it more

sure not to look down and try not to

few deep breaths, Janet closed

the rope tightly, Ethan lowered

and the heat wave was burning all in