The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

With her clear eyes slightly open, Janet’s lips parted and she vigilantly looked at the group of men in black making their way towards her

“Miss, you must come with us!” The men dressed in black stood in a row before Janet and bowed their heads in unison.

Janet’s heart stopped beating in her chest. 

“Bros, stop scaring her!” Laney’s nervous voice sounded out from outside the crowd. She brushed past the tall and strong men and somehow managed to squeeze through. 

When she caught sight of Janet, she wanted to say something but stopped once she thought about it. Seeing that it was Laney. Janet looked around the airport, searchingly. Pretty soon, she could make out a tall figure walking from the landing platform in the distance. 

The man had handsome features and his crisp black suit set off his thick and strong neckline. Today, he was wearing a dark gray cashmere scarf around his neck with a black coat as his outermost layer. His handsome appearance attracted many people’s gazes in the airport. While holding a white scarf in his hand, Ethan made his way towards Janet. His black eyes seemed to pierce through the stunned woman

“You didn’t bring a suitcase with you. At the very least, you should have taken the scarf and gloves and put them on.” Ethan’s face was calm through and through. He proceeded to wrap the white scarf around Janet’s neck. His cold eyes finally softened in appearance now. He placed his hands in his pockets and then began to look around. “You should’ve told me before you went ahead and left. If you want to relax some more, I’ll take a few days off and take you abroad to have fun at a later time.” Janet seemed to be avoiding him and said simply.

 “I want to put Seacisco behind me. Ethan, why don’t you leave me alone, all right?”

and turned to look at her dotingly. If you really want

that right? What the hell is it that you want to do?” Clenching her teeth tightly. Janet

husband and wife with you anymore. I no longer want to work in the Larson Group anymore either, so I must move to another

instantly dissipated. He went up to her, clenched her wrist with his hand, and narrowed his eyes at

the issue? There’s no problem we can’t solve together.” Janet’s ears immediately

can do to solve this

of her chin. He bit her bottom lip hard and said in a low and stubborn

wanted to push him away with

was in the

grabbed hold of her waist, lifted her up with just one of his hands, and carried

pinched her buttocks hard, and then patted her twice there with a very vengeful

finished the food I cooked every day this month. So why

Janet covered her face with her hands in absolute shame and anger. She was