The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

A silence fell over the car.

Even the driver didn’t dare to make a sound.

Outside the car window, the trees swayed as the wind whistled through their branches, like a ghost singing in the night.

At Janet’s question, Ethan’s expression darkened.

"Well, if you don’t want to talk about it, just forget it.I’m sorry I brought it up,"

Janet apologized immediately, sensing that she had said something wrong.

"I was just curious.I didn’t mean to offend you."  she turned around and focused on the scenery outside, watching the trees and scattered lights.

Truth be told, she was a little disappointed.She didn’t know what was with her tonight.

Maybe all the booze from the party gave her the courage to ask Ethan something personal.

To her disappointment, she failed at the first try.

The wind blew in through the window.

Suddenly, Janet felt a warm hand holding hers.She turned around to meet Ethan’s deep eyes.

want to know about my mother? You’re sitting so far from me.How could I

and found

pressed against the window, as though she wanted

to scoot

had arrived

"Already?" Janet muttered unhappily.

hadn’t spilled any beans

eyes, Ethan got out of the

his coat and wrapped it around

"Let’s take a walk."

was oversized

it, only Janet’s bright,

her shining eyes bobbing up

"Okay!"

in

crept up the columns, looking

on, then.Tell me

of curiosity.She looked like

a straight

heavy sigh, he

her family’s financial situation plummeted fast later.She was never a mistress, like the rumors claimed.My father had forced her, which led to her pregnancy.At the time, she couldn’t fight against him, and he was the one who claimed she was just a mistress.Because her health was in bad shape, she couldn’t have an abortion.So