The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

A beam of sunlight fell on Janet’s face.She winced and rubbed her bleary eyes, realizing that it was already morning.Her throat was dry, and there was a dull pounding at her temples.

It appeared that she had been drunk the previous night.

Janet scratched at her messy hair and padded to the bathroom in a daze, intending to freshen herself up.

When she faced the mirror, however, she was horrified to find her neck and chest dotted with red marks, which were decidedly not insect bites.

"Ethan Lester!" Janet screamed at the top of her lungs, her face burning.

"You called for your husband?" Ethan said as he sauntered into the bathroom.

A thin sheen of sweat covered his sculpted face, and his gray shirt was damp at the chest.He must have gone running.

"What did you do to me last night?" Janet demanded, crossing her arms over her chest.

Ethan raised an eyebrow and looked pointedly at the hickeys around her neck.

"You’re seriously asking me what I did to you? Shouldn’t you be asking what you did to me? You started it all.You clung to me and kept touching my body, rubbing my—"

"Stop it!"

Janet closed her eyes and put her hands up.

"Did you think I would believe all these nonsense you’re spouting?"

There was no way she would do those things to him! With a helpless look on his face, Ethan walked away and came back with a crumpled shirt in his hand.

"This is the evidence.My chest was also pinched red by you last night.Do you want to have a look?"

Then he intended to take off his clothes.

"No!" Janet turned away in a panic.She tried to recall everything that had transpired, but only vague, hazy flashes surfaced in her mind.

If she wasn’t mistaken… She had, indeed, taken the initiative to kiss Ethan in the car, Great! She had well and truly ruined her image.

lose all common sense after a few glasses

face with her hands, wishing that a hole would open up below her and

Ethan said behind her, his voice deep

He handed her a paper

drink and

her stomach finally

bitter taste of hangover had

Unfortunately, her mortification remained.

for the day.She changed into a turtle-neck dress and rushed

time, a small smile playing on

at the Larson Group, Janet

reviewed all the designs you submit for

He held up a portfolio as his gaze

this great

new here, and I know that I still have much to learn.Please guide

big project so soon.She had been working

as a newcomer, she didn’t think it was a good thing to show off her abilities before establishing good rapport with her colleagues, "There’s no need for that.Your designs are excellent as they are.Oh, but if you have any questions,

as he spoke,

knew that the other designers

those designs are pretty ordinary," Pamela Daly muttered under

Janet, and had been fully expecting that her designs would be

happy with this

one of Pamela’s friends reprimanded

right in

didn’t say anything wrong, did I?" Pamela

pretended not to hear their exchange and focused on sorting

everyone.That’s all for

and gathered a stack of documents before smiling kindly

you in my

him

the documents on his desk, unbuttoned his suit jacket, and leaned