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 come back.She wasn't sleepy

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

the while, she kept thinking of what had happened in the

heard the sound of the

stepped inside wearing a simple, clean white T-

than usual, making him look even more

sandwich, Janet looked up

"Why're you so late?"

covered his shift for another

realized he was getting more

up this late all the

shrugged off his coat and

smells so good." He craned his neck to get a bite of her sandwich, then he put his

his eyebrows slightly, he

are you getting so worked

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

lot and was often late to

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

what had happened in the elevator with

it was