Janet’s face reddened with rage.She wiped the tears on her face and left the hospital.
It was dark outside.
The colorful neon lights cast a soft glow on her face.
Hearing the squeak of the door, Ethan stood up and looked outside.He heaved a sigh of relief and put the phone down.
When Ethan returned home, he saw the fridge was open, groceries on the floor and Janet nowhere to be found.
He knew Janet wasn’t lethargic, so he sensed something had happened to her.
"Is everything all right? Where have you been?" Janet lowered her head and shook her head silently.
Ethan quickly walked to her and took her bag.
Seeing that she was still silent, he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and examined her face.
Janet’s eyes were swollen, and the tip of her nose had turned red.
It was obvious she had cried.Ethan frowned; his heart tightened in his chest.
"Who bullied you?" he asked tenderly even though his body was tense with anger.
Someone had bullied his beloved wife, and he couldn’t watch her cry.
"No one.I…"
"Don’t try to fool me."
Ethan hooked his fingers under her chin, forcing her to look at him.
Although he looked like a towering mountain before her, the tenderness of his gaze revealed how much he cared for her.
As soon as her gaze met his, Janet threw herself in his arms.
"What’s wrong?" Ethan’s body stiffened.
He gently rubbed her back, trying to calm her down.
Janet sniffed and shook her head.
Ethan’s manly scent consumed her at once, making her feel safe and secure.
She had never met anyone who smelled both aggressive and comforting at the same time.
His mere presence lured women like moths to a flame.
She nestled her face in the crook of his neck and asked in a muffled voice, "Can you accompany me to the Lind family’s house?"
They didn’t know what to do.
"What nonsense! What do you mean by a substitute? It’s not true.Don’t blabber shit! I guess you’re drunk.Go home and rest."
Janet had torn her facade in an instant.She quickly darted forward and stopped Janet before she uttered another word.
Just then, Ethan grabbed Fiona’s hand and stopped her.
His face bore an unfathomable expression.
Ethan always had an inkling that something was wrong, and he was initially stunned after hearing the truth.
Then on second thought, everything started to make sense.
"Why did you marry me as a substitute?"
He looked down at Janet, staring into her eyes as if penetrating her thoughts.The air suddenly turned cold.
Janet averted his gaze and looked away.
After a moment’s hesitation, she took a deep breath and told him the truth.
"For the money.I was in desperate need of money to pay the medical expense for someone who raised me."
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