My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 908 Being Refused Again

Expressionlessly, Janet pushed Derek away from her, maintaining a pointed distance. “The rumors about Mr. Wesley and me are all fake. I’m deeply in love with my husband, and I don’t have time to play with a little boy like you.”

“What little boy? Janet! I’m already 20 years old!” Derek frowned and petulantly asked, “How old are you?”

Rubbing her forehead, Janet explained, “You misunderstood me. Please listen to what I’m trying to say here. You don’t really like me like that. Not really. You’re just enjoying the idea of taking something away from someone else.”

Derek grabbed Janet’s arm, denying everything she said. “You have to give me a chance. I’ll prove myself to you.” Despite his sober tone of voice, Janet was convinced that he hadn’t understood a single thing she’d said.

Sighing deeply, Janet closed her eyes to compose herself and said, “I’m sorry but I can’t give you this chance. You have to learn that you can’t just flirt with anyone you take a fancy to.”

such a playboy himself, but now… He

she couldn’t really compare Derek and Garrett. Janet had no idea

my true love. Will no one show me mercy but God?!” Derek cried, his eyebrows raising

was to try to persuade Derek to alter his course. “Then you can go

She’d scolded him for absolutely no

Derek could get any woman he wanted. But, then, why couldn’t

impatiently waiting in the car

order but not silently. He sat down and emphatically slammed the door, emphasizing his anger with

it looked like quite the argument.” Wilder tried to sound as lighthearted as possible. In truth, however, he was worried that Derek had messed up badly again and he’d have to deal with it. Derek was in no mood to speak, so he just replied

rearview mirror. The last time he’d been like this was when he was being bullied by other models when he first entered the

something to say, out with it already!” Wilder said. “I promise not to speak a word of it to anyone. You’ll feel better if you just tell me now rather than crying to yourself alone at home tonight. If you bottle it up