The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan slipped on a black windbreaker over his pajamas and said softly, "Hannah‘s probably asleep by now.I‘m going to the balcony to get some air.You can sleep first."

"Okay." Janet didn‘t think about it too much.

After all, with Ethan gone, she had the bed to herself and she could finally rest easy.

Sure enough, Ethan brought a can of ice–cold beer to the balcony with some company documents he wanted to go over.

After finishing his drink, he headed back to the bedroom Janet, who had fallen asleep on his side of the bed, was clutching the quilt tightly.

Her smooth, slender leg was poking out from under the edge of the quilt.

"You‘re sleeping in a rude way." Ethan snorted as he pulled the quilt over her legs.

After tucking her in properly, he sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her sleeping figure for a long time before lying next to her.

On Monday morning.

https://novelebook.com/Janet had been quite nervous ever since she moved into Ethan’s bedroom.

result, she overslept and was

she ran out the door with a piece

"Wait for me!"

cap and a gray hooded sweatshirt over a white T–shirt.He caught up to her and

to Ethan and looked at him questioningly, although she

for her.He lowered his head, the brim of his hat covering his cold eyes.His high nose looked even

again.I just want to make sure

I‘m sure those people won‘t find out where I work.I

to get her bag back from Ethan.But Ethan raised his hand and lifted the strap of her shoulder bag over his head.Then he slipped his hand

I‘ve already asked my boss for a leave today." Janet looked at him helplessly, left with no choice but

the road from her office,

of thugs who had come to demand money from

were several bright red words scrawled on

On Her

"Pay Off Your Debt!"

up trouble again, but found no one there, so they went