Chapter 417: I Want To Move Out
The Substitute Wife: My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire
Ethan brushed the snow off his shoulders and emerged from the bushes. He was wearing a long face,
and he was carrying a bag of food that had clearly gone cold.
Dressed in a luxurious suit, his image was full of contradictions. On the one hand, he looked like a warm
partner who had prepared breakfast for his lover.
On the other hand, he also looked like a mature and steady socialite. 1 Ethan didnât answer Laney. The
truth was he had been following Janet ever since she left the hotel. He just didnât show himself until
Janet was inside the villa. Laney approached him anxiously.
Considering how Ethan was her employer, it wasnât her place to judge him. She could only shake her
head wryly and say, âMr. Larson, youâve really done it this time. No wonder sheâs so angry. But I think you
can still fix things. Go and apologize to her right now.â
Ethan wasnât good at expressing his feelings. He could only nod and say, âJanet only spoke out of anger
just now. Your contract hasnât expired, so you still have to protect her at all times.â Laney smiled.
âEven without you telling me, I wouldâve protected her to the ends of the earth.â Looking at the closed
door to the villa, she added softly, âBecause sheâs my best friend.â
Janet opened her suitcase and began to pile her clothes in it. When she took them out of the closet, she
found that every article of clothing was folded neatly.
Ethan was good at doing housework. She had seldom done laundry ever since they got married. 3 She
looked around the room quietly.
The windows and furniture were clean, and even the floor was shiny. Now that she knew that Ethan was
loaded, she wondered if he had hired maids to clean the house whenever she was away. Even so, there
was no doubt that Ethan was good at cleaning: she had witnessed this herself.
She still remembered that when the two of them first got married and moved into that small house of his
motherâs, he couldnât do the dishes properly and even broke a few of them. A smile crept on Janetâs face.
As the CEO of such an esteemed company, he shouldnât have needed to do such housework. No
wonder he was so clumsy at the time.
Now that she looked back carefully, she realized there were a lot of clues that alluded to Ethanâs secret
identity as Brandon Larson. For example, he knew multiple languages and liked to pay attention to stock
and financial reports.
But she had ignored all those clues a
Just then, the sound of the intelligent door unlocking interrupted her train of thoughts, Ethan strode in.
Seeing that Janet was packing up her things, he strode over to her suitcase and closed it. Janet glared at
him and demanded, âWhat do you think youâre doing?â
Ethan rested his hand on the suitcase firmly, showing no intention of letting it go.
The two of them stared at each other in a stalemate. After a long while, Ethan broke the silence and said
in a low voice, âIâm here to apologize to you. Iâm sorry.â Janet sneered coldly.
âYouâve deceived me for so long. Do you expect me to forgive you after just a simple âsorryâ?â Ethan
pursed his lips and looked at her steadily.
âIâll do anything you want me to do, but you canât leave.â
For the first time, he looked very humble, like a little child who knew he was in the wrong
Seeing him like this, Janet didnât have the heart to stay so angry at him. Instead, she tried to snatch the
suitcase from under his hand, but it didnât even budge. She had no choice but to give up. She glared at
Ethan and said, âLet me go. I want to move out.â
Ethan frowned.
âWhat are you going to do after you move out?â