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

wasn’t the case for this

only made a

there no loud noise?" she

talking about the sound of

abruptly stopped to wait for the traffic light to turn

bumped into his back because

at her

of this city with their roaring motorcycles? This one

it was the kind

inched backward and tightened her

rest of the

they arrived at the so-called boss’s villa, Ethan led her to the front

villa was owned by her allegedly poor husband.It wasn’t decorated because he

"Welcome!"

years old answered the door at the first ring.She introduced herself as the wife of Ethan’s

ma’am.What style of wall painting

wall the woman pointed out wasn’t so

that she

be in grey.I would settle

sip of tea and glanced

the tools

after showing Janet the buckets of paint and

get to work!’

on weekends, so she decided to finish the painting

rolled up her sleeves and put on an apron.She mixed the paint skillfully and began to paint "Aren’t you going back to

asked curiously after sensing

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

his jacket and squatted beside the paint

be no

left alone, but she didn’t

painting.She didn’t even bother to rest for a

sun began to set and the dark rays fell

Everything became orange.

warmed up Janet’s

painting and swung her right arm which

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