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.

slid to her shoulders,

it's uncomfortable here.My back

Janet, don't move.You're

mouth became dry.He hurriedly lifted the coat and wrapped it around Janet, revealing nothing but her

up and carry me upstairs.I'm so

the back seat of

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

her down, a strong

up and saw a strong figure standing in front

shadows, making Ethan look like a towering mountain that seemed to

were holding her with such

as he looked at Christopher.Then, he turned to look at the

lined his forehead, and

me.I'm here to

him and gently put Janet down and wrapped his arm around her shoulder, forcing her to stand

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

to walk? Why are you asking others to

"Ouch!"

as she