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.

a result, she overslept and was running late

washing up, she ran out the door with a piece of bread in

"Wait for me!"

a gray hooded sweatshirt over a white T–shirt.He caught

and looked at him questioningly, although she

hat covering his cold eyes.His high nose looked even more

looking for you again.I just want

troublesome on your end.What if you‘re late for work? I‘m sure those people won‘t find out where I work.I haven’t revealed any personal

Ethan.But Ethan raised his hand and lifted the strap of her shoulder bag over his head.Then he slipped his hand around

today."

pedestrian lane across the road from her office, she saw that a group had gathered

demand money from her had hung banners at

red words

Defaults On Her

"Pay Off Your Debt!"

the strong men had gone to Hannah‘s house to stir up trouble again, but found