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.

expected that she would lose all common sense after

hands, wishing that a hole would open

right, I didn’t do anything, okay?" Ethan said behind her,

this." He handed her a

a sniff of the drink

it, her stomach finally

taste of hangover had

Unfortunately, her mortification remained.

Ethan altogether and proceeded to freshen up for the day.She changed into a turtle-neck dress

time, a small smile playing on

Larson Group,

you submit for

Lind’s designs." He held up a portfolio as

this great

I still have much to learn.Please

had never imagined she would land such a big project so soon.She had been working here for less than a

abilities before establishing good rapport with her colleagues, "There’s no need for that.Your designs are excellent

her portfolio as he spoke,

other designers present in the meeting lIly

those designs are pretty ordinary," Pamela Daly muttered

the Larson Group a few years prior to Janet, and had been fully expecting that

happy with this

 "Keep your voice down," one of Pamela’s friends reprimanded her

right in

didn’t say anything wrong, did

pretended not to hear their exchange and focused on sorting out the folders she had brought with

everyone.That’s all for the

a stack of documents before smiling kindly at

you in

him to

the documents on his desk, unbuttoned his suit