The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride (Ethan and Janet)
Chapter 417 I Want To Move Out

Ethan brushed the snow off his shoulders and emerged from the bushes.

He was wearing a long face, and he was carrying a bag of food that had clearly gone cold. Dressed in a luxurious suit, his image was full of contradictions. On the one hand, he looked like a warm partner who had prepared breakfast for his lover. On the other hand, he also looked like a mature and steady socialite.

Ethan didn't answer Laney. The truth was he had been following Janet ever since she left the hotel. He just didn't show himself until Janet was inside the villa.

Laney approached him anxiously. Considering how Ethan was her employer, it wasn't her place to judge him. She could only shake her head wryly and say, "Mr. Larson, you've really done it this time. No wonder she's so angry. But I think you can still fix things. Go and apologize to her right now."

Ethan wasn't good at expressing his feelings. He could only nod and say, "Janet only spoke out of anger just now. Your contract hasn't expired, so you still have to protect her at all times."

Laney smiled. "Even without you telling me, I would've protected her to the ends of the earth."

Looking at the closed door to the villa, she added softly, "Because she's my best friend."

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Janet opened her suitcase and began to pile her clothes in it.

When she took them out of the closet, she found that every article of clothing was folded neatly. Ethan was good at doing housework. She had seldom done laundry ever since they got married.

She looked around the room quietly. The windows and furniture were clean, and even the floor was shiny.

Now that she knew that Ethan was loaded, she wondered if he had hired maids to clean the house whenever she was away. Even so, there was no doubt that Ethan was good at cleaning; she had witnessed this herself.

She still remembered that when the two of them first got married and moved into that small house of his mother's, he couldn't do the dishes properly and even broke a few of them.

A smile crept on Janet's face. As the CEO of such an esteemed company, he shouldn't have needed to do such housework. No wonder he was so clumsy at the time.

Now that she looked back carefully, she realized there were a lot of clues that alluded to Ethan's secret identity as Brandon Larson. For example, he knew multiple languages and liked to pay attention to stock and financial reports.

But she had ignored all those clues.

Just then, the sound of the intelligent door unlocking interrupted her train of thoughts.

Ethan strode in. Seeing that Janet was packing up her things, he strode over to her suitcase and closed it.

Janet glared at him and demanded, "What do you think you're doing?"

Ethan rested his hand on the suitcase firmly, showing no intention of letting it go.

The two of them stared at each other in a stalemate.

After a long while, Ethan broke the silence and said in a low voice, "I'm here to apologize to you. I'm sorry."

Janet sneered coldly. "You've deceived me for so long. Do you expect me to forgive you after just a simple 'sorry'?"

Ethan pursed his lips and looked at her steadily. "I'll do anything you want me to do, but you can't leave."

For the first time, he looked very humble, like a little child who knew he was in the wrong.

Seeing him like this, Janet didn't have the heart to stay so angry at him. Instead, she tried to snatch the suitcase from under his hand, but it didn't even budge. She had no choice but to give up. She glared at Ethan and said, "Let me go. I want to move out."

Ethan frowned. "What are you going to do after you move out?"