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.

the time Ethan came around again, it was

to mean, Janet?"

even touch the noodles I brought for

looked like meat balls.He set it on the table and crossed his

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

that he had brought her

forgot," she said

and found that it was already six in

felt a pang of

on eating.She pressed her lips together and looked up

finish my drafts first."

knew it, he had thrown himself

skip

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

put her pen down and looked at the dubious- looking balls

fact, they didn't took like balls,

used too much force in shaping

rather adorable in his black

"Open your mouth."

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

by myself,"