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.

to press his forehead against hers, He kissed her

"Does it still hurt?"

only sob uncontrollably and bury

was as though a boat that had sailed alone for so long had finally

reassuringly and gestured at his men to bring some

men, on the other hand, were in a state of

had always been an

the tears of a woman as though he was patiently coaxing an aggrieved

puffy from the crying.They won’t look

Janet could

the woman stopped

teary eyes turned

are red and puffy.So stop crying.It hurts me to see

to glare at him, Ethan finally heaved a sigh

on the stark slap marks on her face, his

Damn it.

was too good a punishment for the

few more minutes for Janet to calm

men castrated that damned driver, piercing shrieks

screaming in pain for a while, the driver finally ran out of

coldly, "Keep him

Ethan’s men dragged the driver

blew her