The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire
Chapter 440: Wedding Night
After the wedding ceremony came the reception, which was a dinner party and a ball. Garrett was no stranger to such an occasion from groomsman, he transformed into a wedding DJ and dragged Laney to join him onstage.
Everyone was having a good time. The music was deafening and lively, and the guests flocked to the dance floor. The party lasted until well past midnight
“Everyone, if you’re too tired to go home, you can stay the night in Brandon’s manor. There’re dozens of vacant rooms here,”
Garrett announced to the guests as he closed the event. Garrett himself was still bouncing with energy. He often stayed up late in night clubs, so he was used to such a scene. Ethan had spent the whole night chatting and drinking with Janet. He usually worked until two or three o’clock in the morning, so he too was still sober and fully awake. On the other hand, Janet’s face was flushed, but she wasn’t drunk just yet.
“Janet, look at you! Drunk already?” Garrett chuckled. He patted the shoulders of the couple with a huge grin plastered on his face.
“The room is ready for you.” Janet looked up at Ethan questioningly.
“I thought we’re going home today?” Garrett spoke on Ethan’s behalf.
“This is your home too, silly. I mean, it’s one of Ethan’s houses. Come on; what’s his is also yours. Don’t you know that every second of a wedding night is precious? Why are you still standing here?!”
As Garrett kept pushing them towards the room, Janet’s face turned redder and redder. Ethan cast a cold glance at Garrett to silence him and patted Janet on the shoulder rea*s*suringly. “It’s late so we’ll stay here tonight. And don’t worry about it. If you don’t want to consummate our marriage tonight, I won’t f0rce you.”
Janet was stunned for a moment. After a short pause, she covered her mouth and tried to stifle her giggles.
“Take it easy. I’ll wait for you. I won’t f0rce you.” These phrases made Ethan sound like a broken record these days. When she first met Ethan, he was such a flirt and always said and did inappropriate things. Now that he took her so seriously, Janet didn’t know how to react.
“Don’t ask me…” Janet’s ears turned red. She lowered her head and retreated into the room quickly. Ethan frowned and scratched the back of his head awkwardly. It seemed that he still couldn’t have s*e*x with her. At this rate, he was going to go crazy.
Today was their wedding night after all. Garrett was quite amused. He approached Ethan and whispered in his ear, “What are you waiting for? Bro, she’s waiting for you inside! Go!”
“She doesn’t want me yet…” Ethan’s expression darkened.
“Are you d*um*b? Janet meant that she’d do whatever you want! It’ll be too late if you keep waiting here like a fool.” Garrett was at a loss for words and shook his head helplessly
“Really?” Ethan was dubious. He clenched his fists, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and followed Janet into the room.
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The room was covered with a sea of gorgeous flowers. Standing at the door, Janet picked up a few rose petals on the floor and rubbed them between her fingers subconsciously
“Are you going to say I spent too much money again? Do I have to return these flowers?” Ethan asked playfully as he closed the door behind him. He slipped his arms around her waist from behind and rested his chin on her shoulder.
Janet couldn’t help but giggle when she recalled how angry she had gotten when Ethan bought a room of flowers to woo her not long after they first got married. She turned around, cupped Ethan’s cheeks, and chuckled.
“I still think you spent too much.” Her eyes lingered on the man’s face. He was still as handsome as the day they first met, perhaps even more so now. She pursed her lips and wanted to say something, but stopped when her eyes met Ethan’s. With his hands on her waist, Ethan’s eyes clouded over. He lowered his head and kissed her on the lips. His hands reached up and tucked her long hair behind her ears.
“I want you now, Janet,” he murmured. His words made Janet’s heart skip a beat. Without thinking, she threw her arms around Ethan’s neck, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him back. Her actions spoke louder than words.