The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Lind, who else do you think I am? It's s

plan, Fiona would not give her the money. Hannah was still a

tigated the daughter of the Lind family told him that Jocelyn was an arrogant, w

net, thinking she was Jocelyn so that she would take the initi

d surprisingly accepting of his financia

ed apparent even though she t

of her was kind and sweet. S

ocelyn or not. He married Jocelyn only because

to do was

up the suit jacket and stepped back. "I have finished sa

lt relie

ne bedroom and a tiny sofa in the living room. 'Do I h

n her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house. The house had been

sofa tonight. You can sleep in the bedroom,"

know how to read people's minds? How does

e pretended to be embarrassed. "Is that okay? It is our wedding night. Don't you think it is inappropriate f

t have to sleep here on the same bed with you." Ethan lowered his head and leaned closer to her. Hi

raced herself as a blush flamed her cheeks. She lowered her eyes, trying to escap

corner of the table, Ethan reached

sked, cocking his head to the side

him, looking like

than's warm breath blowing against her neck. The man'

nd you just said that we only

After all, it looks like you want to consummate the wedding." Ethan withdre

ugh her teeth. Her face turned r

iting a man to sleep on the same bed

into the bedroom, closed the d

tion, Ethan chu

reath. Her heart was beating faster than nor

e up her mind to hit Ethan with the lamp on the be

r gaze fixed on the closed door. She cou