The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet’s anger was still flickering inside her.

Talking to Ethan was the last thing she wanted to do now.She picked up the phone and said coldly, "I’m having dinner with a client.I’ll call you back later."

She then hung up the phone before Ethan could say a word.

The busy tone that came after his wife’s statement made Ethan’s face darken.He didn’t expect her to react like this.His fingers tightened around the phone as his heart sank.

"Can’t you drive faster?" he asked in a low, but impatient voice.

The atmosphere in the car instantly became tense.This question made the driver’s palms sweaty all of a sudden.

He sensed Ethan’s mood and didn’t dare to disobey him.He stepped on the gas and maneuvered through the vehicles on the road.

Meanwhile, in the restaurant, a waiter just served the dishes at the table of Janet and Kent.

The tantalizing aroma wafted into their nostrils.

The colors of the food made them look so tempting.

However, none of these moved Janet.She didn’t have an appetite for it due to her fury.She just kept forking the steak on the plate in a bid to vent her anger.

"Ouch! That hurts!" Kent cried out, holding his chest.

It wasn’t until this moment that Janet came to her senses.She looked up at him and asked in confusion, "What’s wrong?"

just speaking up for the steak

childish," said Janet,

and saw that the steak had several bright-red marks amidst its

about it.He quietly

steak with

smile and said, "Come on, eat something first to fill your stomach.You can worry about whatever that is bothering you later.But you can’t

bring herself to eat.Her anger had made her

servings since it’s so

well with her.He set down his cutlery and picked up the glass of wine beside

asked, "Penny for your

knew that alcohol could

to make things easier

schemingly, ‘Damn, if I can make her drunk, it would be convenient for me to

her glass, Janet stared at him with her eyes

extremely low tolerance for

control herself, she always ended up misbehaving after drinking.She had learned a lesson from

that you will get drunk?" A

that.I have a stomach problem, so

wine it’s very low.It won’t upset your stomach.Just take it.I assure you that it would get rid of your

thanks, Mr.Perkins.I don’t want

gently pushed the wineglass towards him.He pushed it back, and this lasted for