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.

top, slid to her shoulders, revealing her cleavage and collar

uncomfortable here.My back

don't move.You're

became dry.He hurriedly lifted the coat and wrapped it

hurry up and carry me upstairs.I'm so

slumped onto the back seat of the taxi as

but Janet didn't seem to cooperate with him, so he bent forward and lifted her

about to put her down, a strong force pulled Janet

and saw a

look like a towering mountain that seemed to even block the

with such

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

frown lined his forehead, and his

here to drop Janet," Christopher hurriedly

him and gently put Janet down and wrapped his

support her, he held her shoulder tightly to

know how to walk? Why are you asking others to carry

"Ouch!"

pain as she felt someone was