The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Ethan carefully carried Janet into the car.

As he laid her down on the backseat gently, the cool breeze of early autumn blew on her ruddy cheeks.

"Do you know who I am?" he whispered.

Seeing Janet in such a state made Ethan feel terrible.

He ran his fingers through Janet’s messy hair.

There were two obvious palm marks on Janet’s face, and there was a streak of blood at the corner of her mouth.

His heart ached so much that he didn’t dare to touch Janet’s face.

Holding Janet’s shivering body in his arms, he gently tried to comfort her.

"It’s okay now.I’m here.You’re safe.Don’t cry."

Janet clenched the waistcoat of Ethan’s striped suit and looked up at him, tears rolling down her cheeks.

Only then did she return to her senses.

She threw herself into Ethan’s arms and sobbed, "Oh, Ethan, it’s really you…"

"Yes, Janet.It’s me."

Ethan was very patient.He gently fixed the suit jacket he put on her and put his arm around her shoulders.

his head slightly lowered, he was able to press his forehead against hers, He kissed her earlobe

"Does it still hurt?"

couldn’t answer him.She could only sob uncontrollably and bury her

that had sailed alone for so long had finally found

and gestured at his men to bring some

the other hand, were in a state

been an icy cold,

tears of a woman as

puffy from the crying.They won’t look pretty for a while," he whispered

Janet could

woman stopped crying

teary eyes

down, babe.You look good no matter what-even if your eyes are red and puffy.So

she still had the energy to glare at

his eyes landed on the stark slap marks

Damn it.

was too good a

a few more minutes for Janet to calm

Ethan’s men castrated that damned driver,

in pain for a while, the driver finally ran out of breath and fell

men and ordering coldly, "Keep him alive.No matter what, get him to tell you who’s

later, Ethan’s men dragged

blew her nose and