His Substitute Ex-Wife

Chapter 2: Entering the Wrong Room

Sofia felt a chill all over her body. When she woke up, she lost her virginity. She believed that on this special day, she had devoted herself completely to the man she loved most.

However, Ethan's phone call shattered her happiness. She could clearly hear the sound of something collapsing inside her. Biting her lip hard, she murmured, "Ethan, I don't know..."

"Don't make that pathetic sound, Sofia. I never imagined you were this kind of woman, now that I've done with your wicked game." He cut her off, his voice colder than she'd ever heard, somehow there was even a hint of relief. "Out of respect for the fact that you've liked me for so many years, I was planning to give you a sweet night before the storm, to fulfill your foolish crush. But since you played me, we owe each other nothing now."

"What are you talking about?" Her voice trembled with fear.

The man at the other end of the sounded like a stranger to her.

Ethan laughed, half mocking, half amused. "Sofia, wherever you are, it's best you go home now. And thank you for liking me all these years."

He hung up. Sofia stood frozen. Her face turned deathly pale. Something had definitely gone wrong.

But there was no time to dwell on it now. She quickly gathered her belongings and rushed out. When she walked out the door and saw the room number, she gasped in shock.

5203. Ethan had booked room 5208. In her dazed state, she had entered the wrong room? Sofia was filled with despair, biting her lip as she fled in humiliation.

Oh God, the most outrageous thing she had ever done in her life was to arrange to meet Ethan at a hotel. But she had also made the most foolish mistake of her life—she'd gone to the wrong room.

Damn alcohol!

As soon as she stepped into the elevator, the door to the 52nd floor opened. A handsome man in a tailored suit stepped out, took out his keycard, and entered room 5203. Seeing the empty bed, the man's lips curled into a cold smile.