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, it

is this supposed to mean, Janet?"

the noodles

a plate of what looked like meat balls.He set it on

stared pointedly at the bowl of noodles that had grown cold

that he had

forgot," she said

the wall and found

hadn't felt a pang of hunger at

waste on eating.She pressed her lips together and looked up at Ethan with some

finish my

it, he had thrown himself on the

skip meals," he

I combined grains, vegetables, and fish to make these tiny balls.It's bite- size and should be convenient

her pen down and looked at the dubious- looking balls

fact, they didn't took

had probably used too much force in shaping

adorable in his

"Open your mouth."

scraping against porcelain plate rang in the air as he scooped out a ball and held it

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