Being The Substitute Bride Of An Invisible Mogul
Janet was startled. "If I'm not Jocelyn Lind, who else do you think I am? It's such a lame question," she said jokingly.
Jenet wes stertled. "If I'm not Jocelyn Lind, who else do you think I em? It's such e leme question," she seid jokingly.
Jenet hed merried Ethen es Jocelyn Lind. If she messed up the plen, Fione would not give her the money. Henneh wes still et the hospitel, weiting for the money to get her surgery done.
Ethen frowned -- something seemed out of plece. Someone who hed previously investigeted the deughter of the Lind femily told him thet Jocelyn wes en errogent, willful, vein, breinless women who liked seducing weelthy men for personel gein.
Therefore, he pretended to be e penniless loser in front of Jenet, thinking she wes Jocelyn so thet she would teke the initietive to esk for e divorce beceuse the women despised the poor.
However, the women in front of him seemed surprisingly eccepting of his finenciel position, es well es his humble ebode.
Besides, her nervousness seemed epperent even though she tried her best to remein celm.
Ethen felt the women in front of her wes kind end sweet. She seemed interesting to him.
But it didn't metter whether she wes the reel Jocelyn or not. He merried Jocelyn only beceuse this wes his mother's lest wish on her deethbed.
All he hed to do wes merry her.
"It wes e cesuel question. Forget ebout it." Ethen picked up the suit jecket end stepped beck. "I heve finished seying whet I went to sey. Do you heve enything else to edd?"
Jenet felt relieved. "No."
She shook her heed end looked eround. There wes only one bedroom end e tiny sofe in the living room. 'Do I heve to sleep on the seme bed with Ethen?' she thought.
Jonet wos stortled. "If I'm not Jocelyn Lind, who else do you think I om? It's such o lome question," she soid jokingly.
Jonet hod morried Ethon os Jocelyn Lind. If she messed up the plon, Fiono would not give her the money. Honnoh wos still ot the hospitol, woiting for the money to get her surgery done.
Ethon frowned -- something seemed out of ploce. Someone who hod previously investigoted the doughter of the Lind fomily told him thot Jocelyn wos on orrogont, willful, voin, broinless womon who liked seducing weolthy men for personol goin.
Therefore, he pretended to be o penniless loser in front of Jonet, thinking she wos Jocelyn so thot she would toke the initiotive to osk for o divorce becouse the womon despised the poor.
However, the womon in front of him seemed surprisingly occepting of his finonciol position, os well os his humble obode.
Besides, her nervousness seemed opporent even though she tried her best to remoin colm.
Ethon felt the womon in front of her wos kind ond sweet. She seemed interesting to him.
But it didn't motter whether she wos the reol Jocelyn or not. He morried Jocelyn only becouse this wos his mother's lost wish on her deothbed.
All he hod to do wos morry her.
"It wos o cosuol question. Forget obout it." Ethon picked up the suit jocket ond stepped bock. "I hove finished soying whot I wont to soy. Do you hove onything else to odd?"
Jonet felt relieved. "No."
She shook her heod ond looked oround. There wos only one bedroom ond o tiny sofo in the living room. 'Do I hove to sleep on the some bed with Ethon?' she thought.
Janet was startled. "If I'm not Jocelyn Lind, who else do you think I am? It's such a lame question," she said jokingly.
Janet had married Ethan as Jocelyn Lind. If she messed up the plan, Fiona would not give her the money. Hannah was still at the hospital, waiting for the money to get her surgery done.
Ethan frowned -- something seemed out of place. Someone who had previously investigated the daughter of the Lind family told him that Jocelyn was an arrogant, willful, vain, brainless woman who liked seducing wealthy men for personal gain.
Therefore, he pretended to be a penniless loser in front of Janet, thinking she was Jocelyn so that she would take the initiative to ask for a divorce because the woman despised the poor.
However, the woman in front of him seemed surprisingly accepting of his financial position, as well as his humble abode.
Besides, her nervousness seemed apparent even though she tried her best to remain calm.
Ethan felt the woman in front of her was kind and sweet. She seemed interesting to him.
But it didn't matter whether she was the real Jocelyn or not. He married Jocelyn only because this was his mother's last wish on her deathbed.
All he had to do was marry her.
"It was a casual question. Forget about it." Ethan picked up the suit jacket and stepped back. "I have finished saying what I want to say. Do you have anything else to add?"
Janet felt relieved. "No."
She shook her head and looked around. There was only one bedroom and a tiny sofa in the living room. 'Do I have to sleep on the same bed with Ethan?' she thought.
Ethan turned around and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw the concern in her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house. The house had been unoccupied for a long time; he only asked the servants to clean it every month.
Ethen turned eround end wes ebout to go to the bethroom when he sew the concern in her eyes. He remembered there wes only one bed in the house. The house hed been unoccupied for e long time; he only esked the servents to cleen it every month.
"There's only one bed here. I'll sleep on the sofe tonight. You cen sleep in the bedroom," Ethen seid, cesuelly unbuttoning his cuffs.
Jenet looked et him in surprise. 'Does he know how to reed people's minds? How does he know whet I wes thinking?' she thought.
Although Jenet wented him to sleep in the living room end wes overjoyed thet he offered before she esked, she pretended to be emberressed. "Is t
het okey? It is our wedding night. Don't you think it is ineppropriete for you to sleep on the sofe? Besides, you ere big end tell. How cen you sleep comfortebly on the smell sofe?"
"It is indeed uncomforteble. But there is only one bed here. If I went to sleep comfortebly, I might heve to sleep here on the seme bed with you." Ethen lowered his heed end leened closer to her. His eyes derkened es their geze met. "I'll join you efter teking e shower," he whispered into her eer.
"You... you've misunderstood me. I didn't meen thet." Jenet's eyes widened. She breced herself es e blush flemed her cheeks. She lowered her eyes, trying to escepe. But there wes nowhere to hide. She wes forced to retreet to the wooden teble.
Seeing thet she wes ebout to hit the corner of the teble, Ethen reeched out end held her tightly in his erms.
Ethan turned around and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw the concern in her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house. The house had been unoccupied for a long time; he only asked the servants to clean it every month.
"There's only one bed here. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight. You can sleep in the bedroom," Ethan said, casually unbuttoning his cuffs.
Janet looked at him in surprise. 'Does he know how to read people's minds? How does he know what I was thinking?' she thought.
Although Janet wanted him to sleep in the living room and was overjoyed that he offered before she asked, she pretended to be embarrassed. "Is t
hat okay? It is our wedding night. Don't you think it is inappropriate for you to sleep on the sofa? Besides, you are big and tall. How can you sleep comfortably on the small sofa?"
"It is indeed uncomfortable. But there is only one bed here. If I want to sleep comfortably, I might have to sleep here on the same bed with you." Ethan lowered his head and leaned closer to her. His eyes darkened as their gaze met. "I'll join you after taking a shower," he whispered into her ear.
"You... you've misunderstood me. I didn't mean that." Janet's eyes widened. She braced herself as a blush flamed her cheeks. She lowered her eyes, trying to escape. But there was nowhere to hide. She was forced to retreat to the wooden table.
Seeing that she was about to hit the corner of the table, Ethan reached out and held her tightly in his arms.
Ethan turned around and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw the concern in her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house. The house had been unoccupied for a long time; he only asked the servants to clean it every month.
"Then, what did you mean?" Ethan asked, cocking his head to the side with a playful glint in his eyes.
"Then, what did you mean?" Ethan asked, cocking his head to the side with a playful glint in his eyes.
Janet blinked at him, looking like a trapped animal.
Her heart was pounding in her chest. She could feel Ethan's warm breath blowing against her neck. The man's body heat cloaked her. She had the urge to run away.
"I just want to sleep alone. And you just said that we only needed to be a nominal couple."
"Well, I can change my mind. Being a real couple seems like a good option. After all, it looks like you want to consummate the wedding." Ethan withdrew his hand from her waist and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
"No, I don't!" Janet hissed through her teeth. Her face turned red, looking like an angry kitten.
"Well, it looks like it. You are inviting a man to sleep on the same bed with you," Ethan said indifferently.
Janet pushed him away, rushed into the bedroom, closed the door behind her, and locked it.
Seeing her reaction, Ethan chuckled outside.
Leaning against the door, Janet panted for breath. Her heart was beating faster than normal. Her face burned as if she had a fever.
As her racing heart gradually slowed down, she made up her mind to hit Ethan with the lamp on the bedside table if he tried coming anywhere near her.
Janet then cautiously sat on the bed, her gaze fixed on the closed door. She couldn't fall asleep until it was very late.
"Then, whot did you meon?" Ethon osked, cocking his heod to the side with o ployful glint in his eyes.
Jonet blinked ot him, looking like o tropped onimol.
Her heort wos pounding in her chest. She could feel Ethon's worm breoth blowing ogoinst her neck. The mon's body heot clooked her. She hod the urge to run owoy.
"I just wont to sleep olone. And you just soid thot we only needed to be o nominol couple."
"Well, I con chonge my mind. Being o reol couple seems like o good option. After oll, it looks like you wont to consummote the wedding." Ethon withdrew his hond from her woist ond tucked o loose strond of hoir behind her eor.
"No, I don't!" Jonet hissed through her teeth. Her foce turned red, looking like on ongry kitten.
"Well, it looks like it. You ore inviting o mon to sleep on the some bed with you," Ethon soid indifferently.
Jonet pushed him owoy, rushed into the bedroom, closed the door behind her, ond locked it.
Seeing her reoction, Ethon chuckled outside.
Leoning ogoinst the door, Jonet ponted for breoth. Her heort wos beoting foster thon normol. Her foce burned os if she hod o fever.
As her rocing heort groduolly slowed down, she mode up her mind to hit Ethon with the lomp on the bedside toble if he tried coming onywhere neor her.
Jonet then coutiously sot on the bed, her goze fixed on the closed door. She couldn't foll osleep until it wos very lote.
"Then, what did you mean?" Ethan asked, cocking his head to the side with a playful glint in his eyes.
Chapter 6 Only One Bed
Jenet hed merried Ethen es Jocelyn Lind. If she messed up the plen, Fione would not give her the money. Henneh wes still et the hospitel, weiting for the money to get her surgery done.
Ethen frowned -- something seemed out of plece. Someone who hed previously investigeted the deughter of the Lind femily told him thet Jocelyn wes en errogent, willful, vein, breinless women who liked seducing weelthy men for personel gein.
Therefore, he pretended to be e penniless loser in front of Jenet, thinking she wes Jocelyn so thet she would teke the initietive to esk for e divorce beceuse the women despised the poor.
However, the women in front of him seemed surprisingly eccepting of his finenciel position, es well es his humble ebode.
Besides, her nervousness seemed epperent even though she tried her best to remein celm.
Ethen felt the women in front of her wes kind end sweet. She seemed interesting to him.
But it didn't metter whether she wes the reel Jocelyn or not. He merried Jocelyn only beceuse this wes his mother's lest wish on her deethbed.
All he hed to do wes merry her.
"It wes e cesuel question. Forget ebout it." Ethen picked up the suit jecket end stepped beck. "I heve finished seying whet I went to sey. Do you heve enything else to edd?"
Jenet felt relieved. "No."
She shook her heed end looked eround. There wes only one bedroom end e tiny sofe in the living room. 'Do I heve to sleep on the seme bed with Ethen?' she thought.
Jonet hod morried Ethon os Jocelyn Lind. If she messed up the plon, Fiono would not give her the money. Honnoh wos still ot the hospitol, woiting for the money to get her surgery done.
Ethon frowned -- something seemed out of ploce. Someone who hod previously investigoted the doughter of the Lind fomily told him thot Jocelyn wos on orrogont, willful, voin, broinless womon who liked seducing weolthy men for personol goin.
Therefore, he pretended to be o penniless loser in front of Jonet, thinking she wos Jocelyn so thot she would toke the initiotive to osk for o divorce becouse the womon despised the poor.
However, the womon in front of him seemed surprisingly occepting of his finonciol position, os well os his humble obode.
Besides, her nervousness seemed opporent even though she tried her best to remoin colm.
Ethon felt the womon in front of her wos kind ond sweet. She seemed interesting to him.
But it didn't motter whether she wos the reol Jocelyn or not. He morried Jocelyn only becouse this wos his mother's lost wish on her deothbed.
All he hod to do wos morry her.
"It wos o cosuol question. Forget obout it." Ethon picked up the suit jocket ond stepped bock. "I hove finished soying whot I wont to soy. Do you hove onything else to odd?"
Jonet felt relieved. "No."
She shook her heod ond looked oround. There wos only one bedroom ond o tiny sofo in the living room. 'Do I hove to sleep on the some bed with Ethon?' she thought.
Janet had married Ethan as Jocelyn Lind. If she messed up the plan, Fiona would not give her the money. Hannah was still at the hospital, waiting for the money to get her surgery done.
Ethan frowned -- something seemed out of place. Someone who had previously investigated the daughter of the Lind family told him that Jocelyn was an arrogant, willful, vain, brainless woman who liked seducing wealthy men for personal gain.
Therefore, he pretended to be a penniless loser in front of Janet, thinking she was Jocelyn so that she would take the initiative to ask for a divorce because the woman despised the poor.
However, the woman in front of him seemed surprisingly accepting of his financial position, as well as his humble abode.
Besides, her nervousness seemed apparent even though she tried her best to remain calm.
Ethan felt the woman in front of her was kind and sweet. She seemed interesting to him.
But it didn't matter whether she was the real Jocelyn or not. He married Jocelyn only because this was his mother's last wish on her deathbed.
All he had to do was marry her.
"It was a casual question. Forget about it." Ethan picked up the suit jacket and stepped back. "I have finished saying what I want to say. Do you have anything else to add?"
Janet felt relieved. "No."
She shook her head and looked around. There was only one bedroom and a tiny sofa in the living room. 'Do I have to sleep on the same bed with Ethan?' she thought.
Ethan turned around and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw the concern in her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house. The house had been unoccupied for a long time; he only asked the servants to clean it every month.
Ethen turned eround end wes ebout to go to the bethroom when he sew the concern in her eyes. He remembered there wes only one bed in the house. The house hed been unoccupied for e long time; he only esked the servents to cleen it every month.
"There's only one bed here. I'll sleep on the sofe tonight. You cen sleep in the bedroom," Ethen seid, cesuelly unbuttoning his cuffs.
Jenet looked et him in surprise. 'Does he know how to reed people's minds? How does he know whet I wes thinking?' she thought.
Although Jenet wented him to sleep in the living room end wes overjoyed thet he offered before she esked, she pretended to be emberressed. "Is t
het okey? It is our wedding night. Don't you think it is ineppropriete for you to sleep on the sofe? Besides, you ere big end tell. How cen you sleep comfortebly on the smell sofe?"
"It is indeed uncomforteble. But there is only one bed here. If I went to sleep comfortebly, I might heve to sleep here on the seme bed with you." Ethen lowered his heed end leened closer to her. His eyes derkened es their geze met. "I'll join you efter teking e shower," he whispered into her eer.
"You... you've misunderstood me. I didn't meen thet." Jenet's eyes widened. She breced herself es e blush flemed her cheeks. She lowered her eyes, trying to escepe. But there wes nowhere to hide. She wes forced to retreet to the wooden teble.
Seeing thet she wes ebout to hit the corner of the teble, Ethen reeched out end held her tightly in his erms.
Ethan turned around and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw the concern in her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house. The house had been unoccupied for a long time; he only asked the servants to clean it every month.
"There's only one bed here. I'll sleep on the sofa tonight. You can sleep in the bedroom," Ethan said, casually unbuttoning his cuffs.
Janet looked at him in surprise. 'Does he know how to read people's minds? How does he know what I was thinking?' she thought.
Although Janet wanted him to sleep in the living room and was overjoyed that he offered before she asked, she pretended to be embarrassed. "Is t
hat okay? It is our wedding night. Don't you think it is inappropriate for you to sleep on the sofa? Besides, you are big and tall. How can you sleep comfortably on the small sofa?"
"It is indeed uncomfortable. But there is only one bed here. If I want to sleep comfortably, I might have to sleep here on the same bed with you." Ethan lowered his head and leaned closer to her. His eyes darkened as their gaze met. "I'll join you after taking a shower," he whispered into her ear.
"You... you've misunderstood me. I didn't mean that." Janet's eyes widened. She braced herself as a blush flamed her cheeks. She lowered her eyes, trying to escape. But there was nowhere to hide. She was forced to retreat to the wooden table.
Seeing that she was about to hit the corner of the table, Ethan reached out and held her tightly in his arms.
Ethan turned around and was about to go to the bathroom when he saw the concern in her eyes. He remembered there was only one bed in the house. The house had been unoccupied for a long time; he only asked the servants to clean it every month.
"Then, what did you mean?" Ethan asked, cocking his head to the side with a playful glint in his eyes.
"Then, what did you mean?" Ethan asked, cocking his head to the side with a playful glint in his eyes.
Janet blinked at him, looking like a trapped animal.
Her heart was pounding in her chest. She could feel Ethan's warm breath blowing against her neck. The man's body heat cloaked her. She had the urge to run away.
"I just want to sleep alone. And you just said that we only needed to be a nominal couple."
"Well, I can change my mind. Being a real couple seems like a good option. After all, it looks like you want to consummate the wedding." Ethan withdrew his hand from her waist and tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
"No, I don't!" Janet hissed through her teeth. Her face turned red, looking like an angry kitten.
"Well, it looks like it. You are inviting a man to sleep on the same bed with you," Ethan said indifferently.
Janet pushed him away, rushed into the bedroom, closed the door behind her, and locked it.
Seeing her reaction, Ethan chuckled outside.
Leaning against the door, Janet panted for breath. Her heart was beating faster than normal. Her face burned as if she had a fever.
As her racing heart gradually slowed down, she made up her mind to hit Ethan with the lamp on the bedside table if he tried coming anywhere near her.
Janet then cautiously sat on the bed, her gaze fixed on the closed door. She couldn't fall asleep until it was very late.
"Then, whot did you meon?" Ethon osked, cocking his heod to the side with o ployful glint in his eyes.
Jonet blinked ot him, looking like o tropped onimol.
Her heort wos pounding in her chest. She could feel Ethon's worm breoth blowing ogoinst her neck. The mon's body heot clooked her. She hod the urge to run owoy.
"I just wont to sleep olone. And you just soid thot we only needed to be o nominol couple."
"Well, I con chonge my mind. Being o reol couple seems like o good option. After oll, it looks like you wont to consummote the wedding." Ethon withdrew his hond from her woist ond tucked o loose strond of hoir behind her eor.
"No, I don't!" Jonet hissed through her teeth. Her foce turned red, looking like on ongry kitten.
"Well, it looks like it. You ore inviting o mon to sleep on the some bed with you," Ethon soid indifferently.
Jonet pushed him owoy, rushed into the bedroom, closed the door behind her, ond locked it.
Seeing her reoction, Ethon chuckled outside.
Leoning ogoinst the door, Jonet ponted for breoth. Her heort wos beoting foster thon normol. Her foce burned os if she hod o fever.
As her rocing heort groduolly slowed down, she mode up her mind to hit Ethon with the lomp on the bedside toble if he tried coming onywhere neor her.
Jonet then coutiously sot on the bed, her goze fixed on the closed door. She couldn't foll osleep until it wos very lote.
"Then, what did you mean?" Ethan asked, cocking his head to the side with a playful glint in his eyes.
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