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

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

kept thinking of what had

heard the sound of

stepped inside wearing a simple, clean

nose stuck out more than usual, making him look

on her sandwich, Janet looked up

"Why're you so late?"

shift.A colleague was late, so I covered his shift for

realized he was

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

his coat and sat next

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

eyebrows slightly, he

late.Why are you getting so worked up about me

kept silent and looked down, feeling a bit sheepish.He was

and was often

the way, something happened today," she suddenly said, looking up at him with

what had happened in

was her