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.

watch her break down

was one thing he didn’t like about

wanted to make sure she didn’t

every month.However, that was not enough to meet our expenses.They

sniffed, gasping

a tissue from his pocket and handed it to

sobs, he

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

felt sorry for her.He had thought that Janet was an optimistic carefree woman but didn’t think she shouldered a lot of burden and responsibilities on her own

was because they broke

against his strong chest, Janet frowned and complained like a child.Her answer amused

hailed a taxi and pulled her

and pressed her face against the crook of

Ethan stroked

have a lot of friends.I’ll