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.

my mother? You’re sitting so far from me.How could I tell you without

found that it was

pressed against the window, as though she wanted

as she was about to scoot over, the car came to

had arrived

"Already?" Janet muttered unhappily.

spilled

Ethan got out of the car then helped

immediately shrugged off his coat

"Let’s take a walk."

man’s coat was

it, only Janet’s bright, clear

her shining eyes bobbing up and

"Okay!"

the benches in the small park near their

up the columns,

then.Tell me

of curiosity.She looked like a little child asking for

pursed his lips into a straight line, and his

heavy sigh, he

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