The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 157

Christopher's heart raced in his chest as he leaned closer to Janet.

"Ethan..." Janet mumbled softly, shattering all the intimacy into pieces.

The light in Christopher's eyes dimmed in an instant.He immediately stopped and sat upright as the corners of his mouth twitched.

The light outside the window fell on his face, outlining his features.

He looked hurt.He restrained his emotions and lifted the coat on her shoulders.

"It's all right.Go to sleep."

He turned his head and looked out of the window.

The Korean restaurant they had dinner in the evening was quite far from Janet's home.

When they arrived, it was already past midnight.

The moon hung among the foamy clouds, casting a silver light on the land.

Janet was drunk; she had no idea what she was doing.

Her arms dangled out of her coat as she waved her hands.

Her loose shirt, unbuttoned on the top, slid to her shoulders, revealing her cleavage and collar bones.

"Hmm, it's uncomfortable here.My back hurts a lot."

"Hey, Janet, don't move.You're home."

Christopher's mouth became dry.He hurriedly lifted the coat and wrapped it around Janet, revealing nothing but her flushed face.

"Well, hurry up and carry me upstairs.I'm so sleepy."

Janet leaned back and slumped onto the back seat of the taxi as soon as Christopher got out.

Christopher wanted to drag her out of the taxi, but Janet didn't seem to cooperate with him, so he bent forward and lifted her off the car.

Just as he was about to put her down, a strong force pulled Janet from his arms.

"What the hell?" Christopher looked up and saw a strong figure standing in front of him.

The dim light on the street cast long shadows, making Ethan look like a towering mountain that seemed to even block the dazzling moon.