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?"

up for the steak on your plate.If

You’re so childish," said Janet, rolling

down at her plate and saw that the steak had several bright-red marks amidst its crusty brown

making a joke about it.He quietly cut his steak into small

her plate of steak with his and began

her with a 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 eat steak like that.They make the best steak here.Have a

still couldn’t bring herself to

you eat both servings since it’s so good?" she supported her chin with one hand and

dawned on Kent that all wasn’t well with her.He set down his cutlery and picked up the glass of wine

poured some into his glass, he asked, "Penny for your thoughts? Tell me what bothers you.How

man.He knew that alcohol could easily

result, he wanted to make

can make her drunk, it would be convenient for me to just take

at him

had an extremely low tolerance for

how she tried to control herself, she always ended up misbehaving after drinking.She had learned a lesson from what happened the

why not? Are you afraid that you will get drunk?" A sinister glint flashed through Kent’s eyes

so I can’t

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

thanks, Mr.Perkins.I don’t

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