Chapter 170
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
Janet took a deep breath as her temples began to throb with pain. âWell, it looks like a bunch of fraudsters deceived you. They introduced the products to you and enticed you into signing the documents. Now, theyâre asking you to repay the debts. The villagers you mentioned might have colluded with them.â
These fraud organizations would pick old people who lived alone as their target. Hannah couldnât even understand what the documents meant. Besides, she was old and received only minimal education.
She would have been an easy target for them.
Hannah was dumbstruck; she didnât know what to say. It took a long while for her to realize her mistake. She had always been vigilant and never made hasty decisions. Now, she felt like she was being a burden to Janet.
âLeave this to me. Anyway, they canât get any money from me.â Hannah sighed and staggered to her feet, clutching the cane for support.
Janet held Hannahâs arm and took a deep breath. âWhat are you saying? How can I leave you alone?â
Tears coursed down Hannahâs cheeks. âWhat should we do now?â she asked anxiously. âI donât have the money to pay them.â
âDonât worry. There is always a way,â Janet comforted her even though she couldnât think of a solution.
Hannah was her responsibility, and she couldnât let her worry about it.
Looking at the hot pot, Janet gently said, âI know this must be frightening, so you better sit down and rest. Iâll cook you a bowl of noodles.â
While Hannah was eating the noodles, Janet dragged Ethan out of the room.
âI want to discuss something with you. I donât think itâs a good idea for Hannah to stay here all by herself. Iâm thinking if we should ask her to move in with us.â Janet looked at him hesitantly.
Having Hannah at home meant they had to take care of an elderly person and be at her beck and call at all times. It would be a tedious task.
Ethan was her husband, and she wanted his opinion first before making a decision.
âYou rented the house, so itâs up to you. Iâll listen to whatever you say,â Ethan replied, arching his eyebrow. He dropped the stick as a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
âThatâs very sweet of you.â However, the next moment, she noticed the smile on his face and nudged his shoulder. âWhatâs with that look on your face? Why are you smirking?â
The mischievous grin on his face made her wonder if he was up to something.
Ethan feigned a cough and looked at Janet. âDonât pretend like you know nothing.â
Ethan exuded a masculine aura. He thrust his hands into his pocket and examined Janetâs face. âWe only have two bedrooms. Well, if Hannah moves in with us, you will have to move into my room. You have to sleep with me anyway.â
Janetâs eyes widened. She was busy worrying about Hannah, and living in the same room with Ethan didnât cross her mind until he mentioned it. A subtle blush painted her cheek. âIâ¦â She glared at him.
âWhat? Are you going to sleep on the couch?â Ethan had guessed what she was going to say. He suppressed his smile and said, âWell, donât you think Hannah will get suspicious if we donât sleep in the same bed? After all, we are married.â
Janet opened and closed her mouth a couple of times, not knowing what to say. Ethan had a point, after all.