The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 95: Caring Husband 

The weather was very sunny that Sunday.

Janet waited impatiently at the bus stop.She had looked down at her phone several times.

Just when the long-awaited bus arrived, she heard a roar of an engine.

A dazzling black Vyrus suddenly halted in front of her… Ethan pushed up the glass visor of his helmet.

His high nose bridge was revealed first, followed by his alienated eyes.

He looked so dashing even though he was just wearing an ordinary black T-shirt and loose jeans.He threw a helmet to Janet.

"Get on the motorcycle."

After she caught the helmet, she stared at the luxury motorcycle for a while before putting on the helmet reluctantly.

She then asked, "Whose motorcycle is this?"

Janet had seen this motorcycle in an automobile magazine before.

It costs a whopping amount of money that she could never make even if she worked tons of jobs for the rest of her life.

"I borrowed it from a friend.My boss’s villa is a little far from here.It’s in the suburbs.I’ll take you there."

Janet sat on the motorcycle uneasily.

"Let’s go!"

Ethan cast a glance at his wife and then put down the glass visor of his helmet.

Janet held onto Ethan’s T-shirt tightly.

Ethan rode the motorcycle at a high speed.

The wind blew violently past her ears and ruffled her hair.

All the road noises soon faded away.

Before now, Janet had associated the riding of motorcycles with rogues.

roaring sound of the engines always disturbed

the case for

made a humming

is there no loud noise?" she

talking about the sound

abruptly stopped to wait for the traffic light to

that Janet’s breasts bumped into

looked back at her

as one of those numerous hooligans that disturb the peace of this city with their roaring motorcycles? This one has a silencer.I don’t want

Garrett and it was the kind of motorcycle used for serious

face blushing, Janet inched backward and tightened

rest of the ride wasn’t

villa, Ethan led her to the front

her allegedly poor husband.It wasn’t decorated because he

"Welcome!"

woman who looked about forty years old answered the door at the first ring.She

style of wall painting do you want for this

wall the woman pointed

she could finish

simple but unique.It should be in grey.I would settle for any style that you choose to paint

of tea and

bought the buckets of paint and the tools you would need.I’m going

left after showing Janet the buckets of paint and

to work!’

was only free on weekends, so she decided to finish the painting

apron.She mixed the paint skillfully and began to

sensing that he was still

day off.Let me help you here.I can pass you whatever paint you

and squatted

no

left alone, but she didn’t

painting.She didn’t even bother

hours later, the sun began to set and the

Everything became orange.

up

arm which was already aching at

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