The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Christopher's heart raced in his chest as he leaned closer to Janet.

"Ethan..." Janet mumbled softly, shattering all the intimacy into pieces.

The light in Christopher's eyes dimmed in an instant.He immediately stopped and sat upright as the corners of his mouth twitched.

The light outside the window fell on his face, outlining his features.

He looked hurt.He restrained his emotions and lifted the coat on her shoulders.

"It's all right.Go to sleep."

He turned his head and looked out of the window.

The Korean restaurant they had dinner in the evening was quite far from Janet's home.

When they arrived, it was already past midnight.

The moon hung among the foamy clouds, casting a silver light on the land.

Janet was drunk; she had no idea what she was doing.

Her arms dangled out of her coat as she waved her hands.

loose shirt, unbuttoned on the top, slid to her shoulders, revealing her cleavage

it's uncomfortable here.My

don't move.You're

wrapped it around Janet, revealing

carry me upstairs.I'm so

the back seat of the taxi as

to cooperate with him, so he bent forward and

her down, a strong force pulled Janet

up and saw a strong figure standing in front of

light on the street cast long shadows, making Ethan look like a towering mountain that seemed to even block the dazzling

her with

eyes turned murderous as he looked at Christopher.Then, he turned to look

his forehead, and

me.I'm here to drop Janet," Christopher

wrapped

her wobbly feet didn't support her, he held her shoulder tightly to

to walk? Why are you asking others to carry you?" he

"Ouch!"

pain as she felt