The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 1000 Be Responsible For You

Estella approached Sean with a steely gaze and said, “Why are you trying to hide it? I’ve seen it all. I assisted you in undressing yesterday. Well, you were inebriated last night. Do you recall anything from last night?”

Sean hadn’t imbibed too much, but his memory was incomplete. He only recollected some fragments. Last night, he drank with Vivian. After getting drunk, he was taken home by Estella.

Suddenly, Sean remembered that he kissed Estella on the couch, and then whatever happened…

Seeing Sean’s face turn red, Estella teased, “It seems that you have had a breakthrough in your recollection.” Sean held the blanket and was silent for a few seconds. His serious and perplexed eyes were rare to see.

Not long after, he said solemnly, “Estella, don’t worry. That was all my fault as a man. And I’ll take responsibility for what happened last night.”

Estella was a little surprised.

In reality, Sean did nothing except kiss her last night.

The situation was a little intricate at that time. Estella started to take off his clothes, thinking about the next step, but she discovered that Sean only knew about kissing, and his kissing technique wasn’t really impressive either. Estella took off Sean’s coat on her own accord. She was still expecting something to happen, but Sean was way too drunk.

heard the sound of his even breathing.

up from him. Since she had just removed Sean’s clothes, she placed them right into the washing machine since she noticed they were

He didn’t snore or toss and turn. Estella stared at him for a while before

come over to the table. She grabbed hold of his arm and urged him to sit down. “Hurry up

Estella. She seemed indifferent to what

Estella so indifferent because she had no feelings

made Sean feel down in the dumps. He

in the kitchen,” Estella said with a smile, trying to stop him from eating too quickly and choking himself. She hadn’t expected that Sean would enjoy her cooking so much, and the thought crossed

the dishes. As she followed behind him, Estella couldn’t help but feel like they had

about something for a while now and I need to

confess his love for

nervous and didn’t

be friends in the future. If you ever need anything, don’t hesitate to call me. I’ll do my best to help you. I’m sorry. Whether you accept my apology or not, I had to say these words,” Sean said, avoiding eye contact with

disappointment in Estella’s eyes which

the sharpest tool in the shed, she knew

previous night flooded back into her mind, and thinking about his confession, Estella asked in a serious tone, “Does what you