Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 57

There was a woman nestled in Garrett's arms. He squinted sleepily and spoke in a voice that didn't sound completely sober. "You can't do this to me. It's seven o'clock in the morning. Even servants should have time to rest."

"I'm not joking. Hurry up and find a way to help me. I can't sleep until this problem is solved." As he spoke, Ethan sullenly stared at the scenery framed by the window.

"Okay, okay. Just give me a minute, will you?" Garret struggled to climb out of bed and lumbered to the bathroom to splash his face with cold water. Then, when he was fully awake, he returned and said, "Buddy, I can tell from just a glance that your wife's a little tricky. I've seen her a couple of times. She looked gentle and easy -going, but I could never tell what was on her mind."

Ethan sneered with disdain. "Don't talk about her like that. Do you want to die, Garret?"

Garrett smiled sheepishly. "Well, anyway, my point is since money doesn't work, then you need to change tactics. Try wooing her romantically. Girls like flowers, especially roses, lilies, and tulips. A popular trend before was to surprise a girl by leaving flowers in the fridge for her to find when she least expects it. Oh, I know! What if you fill your house to the brim with flowers? She'll be so touched!"

Garret puffed out his chest confidently, despite Ethan's dubious silence. Ethan shook his head and walked out to the balcony, leaning on the railing pensively. "Have you tried something like that before?"

"Trust me, I'm a pro at this," Garrett solemnly swore. Although, truth be told, he never put in that much effort for a woman. He usually just took them to his bed.

But he could tell that Janet was a conservative woman.

It'd take a lot of effort to get her in bed.

Later that evening, Janet finally came home from work. When she pushed the door open, the strong and sweet fragrance of flowers wafted over to her nose.

To her surprise, she found the apartment crowded with countless beautiful red roses illuminated by candlelight. Even the floor was covered with rose petals. There was no place for her to step.

Gripping the doorknob tightly, Janet's gaze swept over the apartment, too stunned to speak.

Ethan was standing in the living room. His handsome features were perfectly highlighted by the candlelight.

He slowly strode towards Janet. Judging from her blank stare, at first, he thought she was too pleasantly surprised to say anything. But then, upon a closer look, he realized he was wrong.