The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 109: They Were A Couple Now

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Ethan slowly loosened his grip on Janet’s wrist.His slender fingers trailed down her hand and interlaced her fingers.
He kissed her knuckles and smiled.
"You have said a lot.Catch sbreath now.Is your throat dry?"
Jwas taken aback; she stared at him with wide eyes.
A blush crept onto her cheeks.
She lowered her gaze, batting her eyelashes.
Ethan didn’t say anything more.He stroked her palm and looked at her shy face.
The smile lit up his face; he looked more handsthan ever.
Somehow, the lust in his eyes seemed appealing rather than annoying.
"Tellsomething.Would you rather get a loan from a bank than askfor help?"
"You are no better than I am.You have no money.Even if you have savings, I don’t think it would be enough to pay for the
surgery."
Jsmiled and looked at him.
Then, she drank the milk and placed the glass on the table.
Ethan was rendered speechless.
Judging by Janet’s impression of him, it was indeed unreasonable for him to offer the money for the surgery.

It would gamer her suspicion.He frowned and said, "You should have at least askedto find a way to help you.I could also ask
around for money."
After a moment’s thought, Jlooked at him intently.
"I don’t have the habit of depending on others.Hannah is old and weak.I have been solving all the problems myself without
seeking anyone’s help ever since I was a child.If I started depending on others, then it would beca habit.As tgoes by, it

would turn into a weakness.After all, you can only rely on yourself."
"That makes sense, in a way." Ethan nodded in understanding.
He leaned against the sofa, his hair bouncing with every move.
"Chere," he said, stretching out his hand.
Jbit her bottom lip in embarrassment.But her body reacted on its own accord.She nestled in Ethan’s arms and let out a
weary sigh.
Ethan pulled Jcloser to him and wrapped the blanket around them.
"Are you cold? Do you wantto get a quilt from the bedroom?"
Outside the window, the streets were pitch dark.
Only the dim lamps illuminated the road.
The wind howled, and the raindrops pattered on the green leaves.It finally began to rain.
"No need." Jnestled closer to him.
The warmth of his body seeped into hers.

It felt as if he were her own, cozy heater.
She leaned against Ethan’s chest and inhaled his fresh, manly scent.
A contented sigh escaped her lips.
Suddenly, her eyes sprang open.She looked at him and asked.
"Did you collect the clothes I washed today?"
"Yes.I have folded and kept the clothes in your bedroom."
Ethan moved his arm, pulling her closer to him, making her lean on his shoulder more comfortably.

Once the football gended, Ethan picked up the remote control and switched to a horror movie.It was still pouring outside.
"You have to change your habit," Ethan said, breaking the silence.
Jwas engrossed in the film.
Hearing his voice, she turned and looked at him quizzically.
"What?"
"From now on, you have me.You don’t have to struggle on your own,"
Ethan said softly, stroking her silky hair.
Jlooked out of the window without answering him.
"Don’t think about a loan for the tbeing.I’ll try to find a way to get the money.Listen to me.We still have a couple of days
left.Let taking a loan from the bank be our last resort."
Ethan rubbed his fingers against her soft cheek and looked into her eyes.He wanted her to trust him.
Ethan’s handsface made her dizzy.
Jfinally nodded in agreement.
A faint smile stretched across Ethan’s lips.
He cupped her cheeks and kissed her, slipping his tongue into her mouth.
They were a couple now.

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