The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

It was already late at night.There were no buses, and only a few taxis were available.

Ethan and Janet slowly walked back along the quiet road.

Janet hadn’t stopped crying ever since they left the Lind family’s house.

Ethan took off his jacket and wrapped it around Janet, holding her in his arms.He was now wearing only a white T-shirt that clung to his chiseled body.

"Don’t you want to ask me something?" Janet sniffed and looked up at him.

The pool of tears in her eyes sparkled under the dim streetlight.

"Well, I have a lot to ask.I just don’t know where to begin."

Ethan wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes with his thumb.

His calm, resonant voice made her cry harder.

couldn’t watch her

thing he

sure she didn’t shed a tear

later, Jocelyn was born.Since they had a daughter of their own, they stopped caring about me.Hannah was a maid in the Lind family.She was the one who raised me.I was living with Hannah in the countryside before I grew up and came to the city.Bernie and Fiona gave Hannah some money every month.However, that was not enough to meet our expenses.They didn’t bother increasing the monthly allowance.Hannah bought things for me

gasping for

out a tissue from his pocket and handed it

sobs, he pulled her into his

me about your deal with them in a fit of anger?" Ethan asked softly,

an optimistic carefree woman but didn’t think she shouldered a

was because they broke

chest, Janet frowned and complained like a child.Her answer

a taxi and

and pressed her face

Ethan stroked her

a lot of friends.I’ll