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.

Janet decided to wait for

was wide awake.She popped the sandwich in the microwave to heat it up.She

while, she kept thinking of

minutes later, she heard the sound

inside wearing a simple, clean white

prominent nose stuck out more than

sandwich, Janet

"Why're you so late?"

late, so I covered his shift for another half an

realized he was getting

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

coat and sat next to

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

eyebrows slightly, he

late.Why are you getting so worked up about me staying

to retort, Janet kept silent and looked down, feeling

a lot and was often late to

suddenly said, looking

relayed what had happened in

the one hand, she thought it was her responsibility