The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 225

Ethan leaned over and whispered in her ear, "We’re good then, right?"

His deep voice made Janet shiver, and goose bumps rose on her skin.She narrowed her eyes at him.

"Don’t push your luck."

"Well, what more would it take? I’ve been out in the cold for days, and it’s been so long since I last kissed you."

Ethan’s gaze fixed on her lips as he said this.He braced his arms on either side of her waist, careful not to touch the infusion tube attached to her hand.

Janet stiffened as he tried to draw closer.If she just let him off after a bout of flirting, he might think she was an easy woman.

"There’s something I want to ask you," she said, her tone chilly.

"Did Charis ever have a boyfriend while she was abroad?"

Considering her background, Charis was more than worthy of a match with the most outstanding man any city had to offer.

There was a distinctly huge gap between her social status and Ethan’s, so why was she so devoted to him? This question was burning a hole in the back of Janet’s mind, but she didn’t want to ask Ethan directly for fear of hurting his self-esteem.

Ethan blew out a small sigh and pulled back.

It appeared that he wouldn’t be able to kiss his wife this time, either.

"We didn’t stay in contact after she left, so I never really had a way of knowing."

Janet seemed to relax at that, but she didn’t seem particularly pleased at all.She glanced at the fruits sitting on the side table and pouted.

"I’d like to eat some fruit." Ethan followed the direction of her gaze and smiled.

"Anything for you, honey."

As he said so, he was already walking towards the table.He picked up an apple and the paring knife that came with the fruits.

Janet wasn’t entirely mollify just yet, and he was more than happy to attend to her needs, no matter how trifling they were.

His deft fingers went to work on the apple.

Soon enough, a long, winding strip of apple peel was dangling from his hands.