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

as if

up a cup of watermelon juice from the table, inserted the straw into it, and brought it to

phone on and showed Ethan the conversation

to me.It doesn’t look like a professional conversation at all.That’s not how a CEO talks to his

drank the juice

screen

the messages,

him.He was glad that Janet had

she was a righteous woman and a good wife who would never

normal to me.Why don’t you just accept what he has given you? Brandon is

the sofa, and his hair rubbed against

you smell

for it was equivalent to cursing

and studied

this how you really

Ethan’s reaction surprised her.

man was jealous and possessive, but he

they find out other men are trying to hook up with

Janet was confused.

Something seemed fishy.

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