Chapter 218
The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride
With that, Janet walked forward without looking back.
Ethan quickly followed her and grabbed her wrist. âEven if youâre angry, you shouldnât have gone to have dinner with Kent. He is a notorious scum in Seacisco. If I didnât come here tonight, do you know what he would have done to you?â
Janet struggled to withdraw her hand from his hold but couldnât escape Ethanâs vice-like grip. She looked up at him and glared. âItâs none of your business! You better stay out of this. We donât have feelings for each other. Our marriage is just a deal and we only try to make do. You have no right to interfere with my personal life.â
Janet didnât mind living alone. She wanted to live a peaceful life without any unnecessary problems and complications. After earning enough money, she had planned to bring Hannah over from the countryside. After all, Hannah was the only one who truly cared about her.
Although she looked gentle and sweet, deep down, she was more stubborn than anyone else.
Ethanâs body froze. He silently let go of her wrist.
Janet walked to the other side of the road and hailed a taxi. She didnât bother to look back at him even once.
Janet knew that Ethan must be mad at her for what she had said. However, it didnât matter because she believed the one he truly loved was back. Janet regarded herself as an outsider and thought it was time for her to step back.
As soon as Janet returned home, she went to her room, picked up all the things Ethan had dumped in her room, and moved them into the living room. Then, she took her belongings from Ethanâs room and moved back to her room.
She didnât want to live in the same room with Ethan anymore.
When Ethan returned home, he saw that Janet had already moved back into her room and locked herself there.
Ethan wandered around in the living room dejectedly.
It was yet another cold, lonely night. He was angry and upset. However, considering he was the one who had caused all the problems in the first place, he held back his anger.
Ethan walked toward Janetâs room and raised his hand to knock on the door. But eventually he clenched his fist and decided against it. He walked back and slumped on the sofa, letting out a weary sigh.
Ethan had always been a proud man. He didnât want to beg her to talk to him. Besides, even if he did, he feared it would only worsen things and increase her anger. Ethan had no choice but to control himself and wait for Janet to cool down.
After all, she seemed upset and angry. Ethan felt it was better for them both to take a break and then sit down and discuss the problem.
Charis was the reason for all their problems, so he decided to talk to her first.
A thousand thoughts swarmed Ethanâs mind. He took a deep breath, went downstairs, and dialed Charisâs number.