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.

decided to wait for Ethan to come

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

while, she kept thinking of

the sound of the key unlocking the

inside wearing a simple, clean white T- shirt underneath a

more than usual, making

sandwich, Janet looked up at

"Why're you so late?"

so I covered his shift for another half an hour,"

he was

know you could stay up this late all the time," Janet said, after thinking about it for a

shrugged off his coat

craned his neck to get a bite of her sandwich, then

his eyebrows slightly,

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

kept silent and looked down, feeling a bit

lot and

suddenly said, looking

what had happened in the elevator with

it was her responsibility to