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.

to wait for Ethan to

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

kept thinking of what had happened

later, she heard the sound

inside wearing a simple, clean white T- shirt underneath

out more than usual, making him

her sandwich, Janet looked up at

"Why're you so late?"

his shift for another half

was getting

I didn't know you could stay up this late all the time," Janet said, after thinking

shrugged off his coat and

get a bite of her sandwich, then he put his arm around her shoulder

his eyebrows slightly,

are you getting so worked up about me

Janet kept silent and looked down,

overtime a lot and was often

happened today," she suddenly said, looking

she relayed what had happened

one hand, she thought it was her responsibility