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

"Does it still hurt?"

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

a boat that had sailed alone for so long had finally found a harbor amidst a

reassuringly and gestured at his men to bring

men, on the other hand,

had always been an icy cold, serious

of a woman as

are all red and puffy from the crying.They won’t look pretty for a while," he

Janet could hear

that, the woman stopped

eyes turned

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

to glare at him, Ethan finally heaved a

on the stark slap marks on her face, his

Damn it.

too good a punishment

more minutes for Janet

driver, piercing shrieks echoed

finally ran out of breath and

his men and ordering coldly, "Keep

later, Ethan’s men dragged the

in her hand, Janet blew her nose and wiped