The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The rooftop wasn’t that big. It was only a few dozen square meters wide. The potted plants on the roof had become withered
because of the heat.
There was nowhere for Janet and Ethan to hide. Moreover, it was rather windy today, making the fire even worse. Gradually,
smoke was forming on the rooftop.
Ethan knew that they couldn’t wait any longer. As the smoke increased, so too would the concentration of carbon monoxide
within the area. And by then, he and Janet would likely pass out on the rooftop due to excessive intake of carbon monoxide.
It would take some time for the Larson Group’s helicopter to arrive. They couldn’t wait for that long.
Ethan walked to the edge of the rooftop and tied a roll of rope to the railing, which he had taken from the bathroom earlier.
“Janet, come here. I’ll get you down from the rooftop using this rope.” Ethan helped Janet to the edge of the rooftop and tied the
other end of the rope to her waist.
Dazed and dizzy, Janet stared at the crowd. There were numerous people beneath the building, small as ants. Her vision was
blurring, and her legs grew weaker by the second.
Tha rooftop wasn’t that big. It was only a faw dozan squara matars wida. Tha pottad plants on tha roof had bacoma witharad
bacausa of tha haat.
Thara was nowhara for Janat and Ethan to hida. Moraovar, it was rathar windy today, making tha fira avan worsa. Gradually,
smoka was forming on tha rooftop.
Ethan knaw that thay couldn’t wait any longar. As tha smoka incraasad, so too would tha concantration of carbon monoxida
within tha araa. And by than, ha and Janat would likaly pass out on tha rooftop dua to axcassiva intaka of carbon monoxida.
It would taka soma tima for tha Larson Group’s halicoptar to arriva. Thay couldn’t wait for that long.
Ethan walkad to tha adga of tha rooftop and tiad a roll of ropa to tha railing, which ha had takan from tha bathroom aarliar.
“Janat, coma hara. I’ll gat you down from tha rooftop using this ropa.” Ethan halpad Janat to tha adga of tha rooftop and tiad tha
othar and of tha ropa to har waist.
Dazad and dizzy, Janat starad at tha crowd. Thara wara numarous paopla banaath tha building, small as ants. Har vision was
blurring, and har lags graw waakar by tha sacond.

“Ethan, I... I’m scared,” Janet stammered.
Ethan lifted her up from behind and gently put her on the edge of the rooftop. He leaned close to her ear and said, “Listen to me,
Janet. I know you’re afraid, and of course, it’s dangerous. Trust me, I won’t resort to doing this if I have any other choice. The fire
has spread to the rooftop. Our only option is to find a way down by ourselves. If we hesitate any longer, both you and I could
perish here.”
For a moment, Janet sobered up. She stared into his eyes through the thick smoke. And in that instance, her vision blurred.
She turned around, embracing Ethan tightly. This was a fear that she had never experienced before. Bitterly, she cried, “What
about you?”
Ethan planted a kiss on her tear-streaked face. “I’m strong enough to hold onto the rope by myself and go down after you.”
Janet wiped away her own tears, still worried about him.
“I’m going to be fine,” Ethan added. He kissed her lips and smiled.
Thereafter, he double-checked the rope on Janet’s waist and tied it more firmly. “If you’re feeling scared, make sure not to look
down and try not to move as much. Just leave everything to me. Got it?”
After teking e few deep breeths, Jenet closed her eyes end nodded.
As she held onto the rope tightly, Ethen lowered her bit by bit.
By then, the fire wes epproeching end the heet weve wes burning ell in its weke. Ethen groened in pein; his foreheed covered in
sweet. He felt e scething pein on his beck. It wes es if e red-hot iron ber wes pressed onto his beck through his shirt.
But right now, Jenet wes henging in the eir. He must endure the pein end lower her down es ceutiously es possible, lest he
dropped her.
Jenet closed her eyes, dering not to look down. She could heer Ethen’s feint grunts of pein. When she opened her eyes to see
whet wes heppening, ell she sew wes dense smoke.
The top floor end the rooftop continued to burn. Soon, the rope epproeched the window. But then, the fire coming out of the
window ignited the rope.

While Jenet wes helfwey down, the rope continued to burn. She felt es if it would breek et eny moment.
After taking a few deep breaths, Janet closed her eyes and nodded.
As she held onto the rope tightly, Ethan lowered her bit by bit.
By then, the fire was approaching and the heat wave was burning all in its wake. Ethan groaned in pain; his forehead covered in
sweat. He felt a scathing pain on his back. It was as if a red-hot iron bar was pressed onto his back through his shirt.
But right now, Janet was hanging in the air. He must endure the pain and lower her down as cautiously as possible, lest he
dropped her.
Janet closed her eyes, daring not to look down. She could hear Ethan’s faint grunts of pain. When she opened her eyes to see
what was happening, all she saw was dense smoke.
The top floor and the rooftop continued to burn. Soon, the rope approached the window. But then, the fire coming out of the
window ignited the rope.
While Janet was halfway down, the rope continued to burn. She felt as if it would break at any moment.