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.

she would lose all common sense

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

I didn’t do anything, okay?" Ethan said behind her, his voice deep

drink this." He handed her

a sniff of the drink

it, her

of hangover had also disappeared

Unfortunately, her mortification remained.

up for the day.She

time, a small smile playing on

as she arrived at the Larson Group, Janet was

all the designs you submit for

come to the unanimous decision to use Lind’s designs." He held up a portfolio as his gaze swept down the long table to where Janet was

this great

still have much to learn.Please guide me as I

project so soon.She had been

think it was a good thing to show off her abilities before establishing good rapport with her colleagues, "There’s no need

looked through her portfolio as he spoke, his pride and admiration evident in

that the other designers present in the meeting lIly disagreed

designs are pretty ordinary," Pamela Daly muttered

and had been fully expecting that her designs would

wasn’t happy

  "Keep your voice down," one

in front of

anything wrong, did I?" Pamela

to hear their exchange and focused on sorting out the folders she had brought

everyone.That’s all for the

and gathered a stack of

to need you in my office,

obediently followed him

tossed the documents on his desk, unbuttoned his suit jacket, and leaned back against his