The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

rticular one, Hannah was treated in time and was able to recover.

ted her dream. Janet sat up from the bed and

y remember she was married. She c

illow. The sofa was too small for his giant body. His legs were dangling out, and a gray blanket was wrap

dn't make a move on her last night,

n. There were eggs, bacon and bread in the fridge.

pron and began to

he delicious smell of bu

eyes and looked at the woman

he scene brought memories of the past, as

always made breakfast before he got up when he was a

The vision became clear, and he rea

n a daze, Janet asked casually, "Do you want some br

of sandwiches and soup with wh

ok. Hannah had even suggested s

and sat down. His mouth watered when he saw the steaming bre

hen he was a child. Ethan had eaten all kinds of food from expensive restaurants, but nothing seemed to be a

aming with emotion. "It's delicious. It tastes just lik

mple breakfast with the ingredients they had in the fridge, yet the gratitude

es after you finish eating. I have s

e his breakfast, re

r purse and left. She had somethi

pure black Bugatti trundled

ped suit darted

ing it was Janet, Ethan opened the door

sounded strangely gentle. 'Is boss reall

tted his brows and glanced outside before

eakfast for you from th

restaurants and food prepared by specific cooks. Sean w

lantly. "You can eat it if you want. Then, wash

n in front of him was really his boss. 'Could marr