The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet was left breathless from the deep kiss. She pinched Ethan‘s cheek and smiled shyly

 “I‘m not a child anymore. I can handle this. I‘ll get going now, okay?” Glorie Street was an old and remote block. There was only one restaurant here—the steakhouse Lila mentioned. It wasn‘t a particularly clean restaurant. There were all sorts of bugs and flies all over the place. 

In the restaurant sat a group of tough–looking men with tattoos covering their arms. With toothpicks in their mouths, they looked just like a bunch of hooligans. 

As soon as Janet stepped foot inside the steakhouse, they all turned to look at her with eager eyes. Lila stood up and waved at her from the table near the door.

 “Janet, over here!” 

Janet nodded in greeting. They hadn‘t seen each other for over a month. Lila had lost a lot of weight. Her makeup was not as pristine as before, and her eyes were full of undisguised fatigue. 

How about we talk there?” Janet suggested, glancing at the men from the corner of

Jeff‘s. I don‘t have that much money now, so I

down at the table. The restaurant was empty other than the group of men. There were barely any

of them in front of Janet

Jeff and his friends were hiding in the kitchen. With Ethan guarding outside, Janet wasn‘t afraid at all. She sliced a

thugs. However, before they could even get close to Janet, a group of men in black swarmed inside the restaurant. In a matter of seconds, the men in black quickly subdued Jeff and his friends. Lila was shocked. She stood up from the table and shouted,

calmly. The steak here was pretty good; she had to give Lila that.

brown windbreaker today, strode in. He sat next to Janet, took out a handkerchief, and

it’s time

the handkerchief, Janet folded it neatly and wiped her lips. She glanced indifferently at the panic–stricken Lila