The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan turned another page with a small smile.

"I'm just a part-time worker with no fixed hours.I just happened to be free for the day."

"I see." Janet pursed her lips.

"All right, stop talking and finish your work quickly."

Ethan walked up to her and gently knocked the book he was holding against the top of her head.

"But I only said two words!"

Janet grumbled, ducking her head and shooting him a glare.

Ethan chuckled softly and padded out of the room.

Without the distraction he provided, Janet was able to concentrate on her designs.

Soon, the light drizzle stopped completely.

Its pitter- patter was replaced by the occasional sound of a drop falling from the leaves and into the puddles on the ground.

The air had become balmy after the rain, and Janet felt her body grow hot and sticky with sweat.

around again,

this supposed to mean, Janet?" he asked, his face

touch the noodles I brought for

of what looked like meat balls.He set it on the

pointedly at the bowl of noodles that had grown cold and soggy, then back to

he had brought her

forgot,"

the clock on the wall and found that it was already six in the

pang of

she didn't have much time left to waste on eating.She pressed her lips together and

finish my

he had thrown himself on the

just skip meals," he

balls.It's bite- size and should be convenient enough for you.You can just draw

the dubious- looking balls on the plate.They

took

probably used too much

in his black T-shirt and floral

"Open your mouth."

the air

can eat by myself," she muttered,