Chapter 198
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
âIs it your friend?â Janet wrapped herself in the blanket and sat on the bed. Her face still looked flushed. She pulled the black rubber band on her wrist with her teeth and tied her hair into a messy bun.
Her intuition told her that something was wrong. Charis was a womanâs name. Janet had lived with Ethan for so long, but he had never mentioned any woman, including this Charis. She didnât think he had a close relationship with any woman.
Besides, considering the woman had called him at this hour, it seemed apparent she had a special relationship with Ethan.
Ethan knew that Charis was returning from abroad. He just didnât expect to receive a call from her at this hour.
âSheâs an acquaintance. I think she has called to tell me something,â Ethan explained briefly. He couldnât think about anything else when Janet was lying beside him. Her body was soft and tender, as if she had no bones. Although she looked petite, ripples of pleasure had exploded in Ethanâs body as he cupped her warm flesh whilst caressing her smooth skin.
Ethan couldnât contain his excitement anymore. He leaned closer to kiss her again, but Janet pushed him away.
âWhy havenât you mentioned her before? Why is she calling you late at night?â Janet asked, cocking her head to the side.
âShe lives abroad now. Itâs morning there. She is probably too busy to remember the time difference,â
he said, wrapping his arm around Janetâs shoulder.
Charis was a workaholic. She would drown in work and forget that she had a personal life. Ethan liked collaborating with such people who put work above everything else. That was one of the reasons why he started a business with Charis.
Janet felt there was something more to it. Things werenât as honest as Ethan made it seem.
âShouldnât you call her back? She probably has something important to say.â
Ethan was in no mood to talk to Chairs. He wanted to continue making out with his wife. But Janet wanted him to call her back. If he didnât, it would only garner her suspicion.
âOkay. Iâll call her now.â Ethan took his phone and called Charis.
It was noisy on the other end of the line. Charis was in California. She was on her annual vacation and had just finished a short trip.
âWhat happened? Were you so absorbed in work that you didnât have the time to even answer my call?â Charis sounded enthusiastic.
âItâs eleven in the evening in Seacisco.â Ethan pulled Janet in his arms. Her pouted lips and sullen face increased his desire to kiss her; she looked adorable. He leaned forward and bit her lip again. âWhatâs up?â he asked over the phone, hoping to end the conversation soon.
âIâm returning next week, right? I want to bring you a gift. Do you want anything specific? But nothing too expensive, okay? Iâve indeed made some money from the previous project. But Garrett has ripped me off.â
âNo, thanks. If thereâs nothing else, Iâll hang up,â Ethan replied tersely as his mind was filled with other thoughts.
âOkay. Letâs catch up after I return. I havenât seen you guys for a long time.â Charis hung up the phone.
She knew Ethan very well. Judging from his tone, it seemed obvious that he didnât want to talk to her right now.
Ethan put down his phone. However, Janet still looked unhappy. She could hear the muffled voice of the woman from the other end. She could only make out the last sentence where Charis said she wanted to catch up with Ethan.
âShe called to tell me that she was coming back.â Ethan pulled the blanket away and buried his head in Janetâs bosom, peppering little kisses. âShall we carry on? Iâm so hard; itâs very uncomfortable, you know.â
Janet was no longer in the mood to have sex with him. She subconsciously pushed him away and asked, âAre you two close?â
Charis seemed like an excellent woman who had studied and worked abroad. Moreover, she wanted to meet him first thing she came back. Her intention seemed obvious.
Ethan sensed something was bothering Janet. He understood he wouldnât be able to have sex with her tonight.
He pushed himself off Janet and rested on the bed, pulling her in his arms. âWe havenât been in touch for a while,â he said, staring at the ceiling.
After a momentâs thought, he added, âShe also works in the Larson Group; she is a senior executive.
She has been exploring the overseas market. Youâll probably meet her after she comes back.â