The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet didn’t think too much about it.She thought it was just a coincidence.She wouldn’t have made the connection between Ethan and Brandon so easily.

After taking a quick cold shower, Ethan came out of the bathroom in a white T-shirt and loose track pants.

Water was still dripping from his black hair, and his long narrow eyes drooped slightly.

Janet was still waiting for Brandon’s reply when she felt somebody hug her from behind.

The familiar scent of mint wafted to her nose, which comforted her.

"Done so soon?" Janet asked feebly, shifting uncomfortably in his arms.

"Weren’t you waiting for me?" Ethan smiled.

He withdrew his arms and dried his black hair with a towel, staring at her lazily.

Janet’s face flushed and she immediately tried to defend herself.

"I wasn’t waiting for you.Anyway, you should check your phone since it lit up twice now.I think you got a few texts."

Unhurried, Ethan leaned over and nibbled on her earlobe affectionately.His stubbles tickled her.

"Hey, stop! You phone… Do you need me to get it for you?"

Under his touch, goose bumps formed on the back of his neck, so Janet pulled away quickly to get his phone.

soon as she tried to stand up, she felt a pair of strong arms wrap

me a

as saucers.She thought that

thought gave her butterflies, she

business she

on your mind? Why’s your face so red?" Ethan

lazily, he

to the party.Thanks to him,

spoke, Janet typed out another text to Brandon

quietly, taking note of her

turned on all the lights in the room,

texting you so

Ethan’s phone

she didn’t connect the dots,

me to come in and

and saw that Janet had sent texts

quick glance, he put away his

Janet saw that the messages she had sent

muttered, "Huh? Why didn’t

second now, Ethan hurriedly scooped her

"Ah! What’re you doing?"

grabbed his