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.

been thinking about my company’s CEO,

furrowed as if it were something

watermelon juice from the table, inserted the straw into it, and

sip of the juice, Janet turned her phone on and showed

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

the juice

screen

sent all the messages, he had to read

doubt him.He was glad that

a good wife who

to me.Why don’t you just accept what he has given you? Brandon is an influential person.I’m sure he’ll be able to help you in case

and his hair rubbed against

you smell

speak ill of Brandon, for it was equivalent to cursing

frowned and studied

this how

Ethan’s reaction surprised her.

had always felt the man was jealous and possessive, but he seemed

angry when they find out other men are trying to hook up with their wives.Why are you so calm about

Janet was confused.

Something seemed fishy.

had never reacted this