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

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

the noodles I brought

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

of noodles that had grown cold and soggy, then back to the stubborn woman

Janet remember that he

I forgot," she said

clock on the wall and found

pang of hunger at

time left to waste on eating.She pressed her lips together and looked up at Ethan

should finish my drafts first." Ethan raised an

knew it, he had thrown himself

can't just skip meals," he

fish to make these tiny balls.It's bite- size and should be convenient enough for you.You can just draw while eating,

down and looked at the dubious- looking balls on the plate.They didn't look all that

took like

too much force in

rather adorable in his black T-shirt

"Open your mouth."

the air as

by myself," she