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.

wait for Ethan to come back.She wasn't sleepy

that had happened, she was wide awake.She popped the sandwich in the

the while, she kept thinking of

minutes later, she heard the sound of the key

clean white T-

nose stuck out more than usual,

on her sandwich, Janet looked up

"Why're you so late?"

covered his shift for

was getting more and more skillful

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

shrugged off his coat

eating? It smells so good." He craned his neck to get a bite of her sandwich, then

eyebrows slightly, he

are you getting so worked up

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

and was often late

something happened today," she suddenly said, looking

relayed what had happened in the

the one hand, she thought it was her responsibility