The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Seacisco had extreme climatic conditions.It had scorching hot summers and cold winters.

The fruit store near their apartment sold iced watermelon juice.The refreshing scent of the fruit wafted in the air.

Janet bought two cups of juice and went home.

She was still thinking about Brandon’s messages.

As Janet walked into the house in a daze, she saw Ethan standing on the balcony, picking up dried clothes from the line.

His hair swayed with the gentle breeze, and a few strands covered his bright eyes.

"What’s wrong? You look preoccupied."

Ethan sat on the sofa and put the pile of clothes beside him.

His droopy eyes made him look indifferent and lazy.

His magnetic voice snapped Janet out of her thoughts.

A pang of guilt settled in her heart when she met his gaze.

Janet felt she had to tell him the truth.

After all, she didn’t do anything wrong.

about my company’s

brows furrowed as if it were

juice from the table, inserted the straw into it,

the juice, Janet turned her phone on and showed Ethan the conversation between

being too nice to me.It doesn’t look like a professional conversation at all.That’s not how

drank the juice whilst

screen and read

Ethan had sent all the messages,

glad that Janet had told

good wife who would

has given you? Brandon is an influential person.I’m sure

on the sofa, and

smell

of Brandon, for

and studied

this how you really

Ethan’s reaction surprised her.

was jealous

they find out other men are trying to hook up with their wives.Why

Janet was confused.

Something seemed fishy.

had never reacted