My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

The Substitute Wife My Poor Husband is a Billionaire

Chapter 931 The Secret Mission From Frank

“What are you looking at?” As Elizabeth was about to look out of the window, Janet quickly drew up the curtain and said, “Nothing. There were people quarreling about something downstairs, but they’ve gone now.”

Elizabeth bought her words and didn’t ask more questions.

Janet remembered she had asked Elizabeth to see Frank last week. She asked, “Did Frank talk to you about your hand injury?”

She had sent a message to Frank, but his reply was a little strange. Why had he referred to Elizabeth as a special patient?

Janet decided she could ask Elizabeth in person now.

Elizabeth’s eyes twinkled. She answered, as if nothing had happened, “He said the same as my previous doctor. I don’t think Frank can fix it. Actually, I’m afraid no one can fix me.”

She clenched her fists and comforted Janet, “It’s okay. Worst case scenario, I’d just quit design. I could still live a normal life.”

“It’s not like that, and it’s still an illness. So don’t talk nonsense. Are you certain Frank can’t cure it? He’s the best doctor I know.” Janet couldn’t believe it.

Elizabeth looked a little embarrassed. She didn’t know how to explain the situation to Janet.

therapist, saying her problem was purely mental instead of physical. Elizabeth still didn’t

really didn’t want to

chat with Elizabeth, Janet went back to her seat and continued her

used her bathroom break

that even you can’t cure her?” Janet felt sorry for Elizabeth, remembering the pained expression

was a truly talented designer. Janet didn’t want her to give it

Frank said, annoyed. “Don’t listen to her nonsense. She’s just trying to get out of it. No need

hang up, Frank stopped her. “Wait a minute. I’ll

going to do, Janet hesitated and said, “I don’t

It’s for Elizabeth’s treatment.” Frank hung up the phone

cup of coffee. She hadn’t finished designing Derek’s suit yet. There was plenty of time to get it done, but she was afraid her hand injury would slow

her fingers, a tearing pain came from her palm. Elizabeth clutched her trembling fingers. Luckily she had painkillers stored in her desk and she immediately opened the drawer to look for

it and poured out the pills. There were only two

recall how many pills she had taken over the last few days, but the pain in her hand

mouth and swallowed them down. The pain in her hand

no idea that Janet was watching her from a distance. She sent

immediately, but she didn’t hear from him after

first simple draft of the design. She had a meeting with Janet