The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Just as Janet walked forward, Ethan grabbed her waist and threw her on his shoulder.

"Ethan!" Janet's eyes sprang open in horror.She screamed and hit his back, but the man continued to walk forward.

With a stone-cold face, Ethan didn't say a word on the way.

When he walked out of the elevator, he took out the key, opened the door, and threw Janet on the sofa.

"Can you please let me explain?" Janet asked, her voice breaking almost as if she was about to cry.

Her head began to spin, so she sank on the sofa.

Janet struggled to sit up, but her stomach churned, she wanted to throw up.

"Fine.Explain!" Ethan leaned forward and rested his hands on either side of the sofa as he stared into her eyes.

Janet hugged her knees and looked out the window to avoid his sharp gaze.

her chin, forcing her to look

me a gift to congratulate me, so I invited him for dinner.I drank

on Ethan's knuckles.He looked like a fierce beast that

all? Why didn't you tell me that you invited him when we were talking over the

sounded calm, but Janet could sense his

invited him as a way of thanking him for the gift - it was a spur-of-the-moment decision.I forgot to tell you about

were so drunk." Ethan

didn't do anything to you in the car?" Janet was so scared

as fresh tears filled her

low alcohol tolerance.Why did you drink so much?" Ethan drew a tissue

shiver ran down Janet's spine despite the gentleness in his

the room were off, so half

having a good time, so I just

could hide from the man’s intense

Ethan withdrew his hand.