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.

pair of strong arms wrap around her waist from behind, shackling her

give me a minute, will

as saucers.She thought that Ethan was going to

the thought gave her butterflies,

some business she had to

on your mind? Why’s your face

his phone on the table lazily, he asked, "Who are

us to the party.Thanks to him,

another text to Brandon to express her

her quietly, taking note of her

the room, flooding

texting you so late

eyed Ethan’s phone

she didn’t connect the dots, thinking it

of the convenience store asked me to

that Janet had sent texts to his business account,

glance, he

she had sent

muttered, "Huh?

connection any second now, Ethan hurriedly scooped her into his arms and carried her to

"Ah! What’re you doing?"

grabbed his clothes in