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.

a slight frown, Janet decided to wait for

the microwave to heat it up.She settled on the sofa and watched TV

thinking of what had happened in

she heard the sound of the key

a simple, clean white

prominent nose stuck out more than usual, making him look even more

on her sandwich, Janet looked up at him

"Why're you so late?"

colleague was late, so I covered his shift for another half an

he realized he was getting more and

up this late all the time," Janet said, after thinking about

shrugged off his coat and sat

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

eyebrows slightly,

late.Why are you getting so worked up about me

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

and

the way, something happened today," she suddenly said,

what had happened in the elevator

thought it was her responsibility to