The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

It was already half past one when Janet got home that evening.

Quiet as a mouse, she opened the door and crept inside.

Only the sound of the clock ticking on the wall could be heard.

Janet flicked on the light switch.

To her surprise, the sandwich from breakfast was still sitting on the table where she left it, and there was not a beer bottle in sight.

She walked into the living room in her slippers and looked around in confusion, "Ethan?"

It was so late, but Ethan seemed to not have come back yet.

Or was he asleep in his room? Janet had half a mind to knock on his bedroom door, but decided against it on second thought.

She was afraid she'd just wake him up.

In the end, she quietly opened his door and poked her head in.

To her surprise, the room was empty.

slight frown, Janet decided to wait for Ethan to come back.She wasn't

that had happened, she was wide awake.She popped the sandwich in the microwave to heat it up.She settled on the sofa and watched

of

later, she heard the

inside wearing a simple, clean white

than usual, making

sandwich, Janet looked up

"Why're you so late?"

I covered his shift for another half an

realized he was getting more and more

shifts often? I didn't know you could stay up this late all the

shrugged off his coat and

are you eating? It smells so good." He craned his neck to get a bite of her

eyebrows

always stay up late.Why are you getting so worked up about

kept silent and looked down, feeling

worked overtime a lot and was often

something happened today," she suddenly said, looking up at

relayed what had happened

hand, she thought it was her