The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan slowly loosened his grip on Janet’s wrist.His slender fingers trailed down her hand and interlaced her fingers.

He kissed her knuckles and smiled.

"You have said a lot.Catch some breath now.Is your throat dry?"

Janet was taken aback; she stared at him with wide eyes.

A blush crept onto her cheeks.

She lowered her gaze, batting her eyelashes.

Ethan didn’t say anything more.He stroked her palm and looked at her shy face.

The smile lit up his face; he looked more handsome than ever.

Somehow, the lust in his eyes seemed appealing rather than annoying.

"Tell me something.Would you rather get a loan from a bank than ask me for help?"

"You are no better than I am.You have no money.Even if you have savings, I don’t think it would be enough to pay for the surgery."

Janet smiled and looked at him.

Then, she drank the milk and placed the glass on the table.

Ethan was rendered speechless.

it was indeed unreasonable

have at least asked me to find a

moment’s thought, Janet looked

myself without seeking anyone’s help ever since I was a child.If I started depending on others, then it would become a habit.As time goes

sense, in a way." Ethan nodded in

his hair

said, stretching

reacted on its own

Janet closer to him

Do you want me to get a quilt from the

window, the streets

dim lamps

pattered on the green leaves.It finally began

Janet nestled closer

his

if he were her own, cozy

Ethan’s chest and inhaled his

sigh escaped her

eyes sprang open.She looked at

collect the clothes

have folded and kept the clothes in

her closer to him, making her