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

brows furrowed as if it were something

the table, inserted the straw into it, and brought it to

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

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

the juice whilst reading the

down the screen and read the

the messages, he had to

was glad

wife who would never cheat on him with a wealthy man for personal

has given you? Brandon is

the sofa, and

you smell so

of Brandon, for it was equivalent

frowned and

this how you

Ethan’s reaction surprised her.

felt the man was jealous and

upset and angry when they find out other men are trying to hook

Janet was confused.

Something seemed fishy.

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