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.

her to see a therapist, saying her problem was purely mental instead of physical. Elizabeth still didn’t know whether to take his suggestion or

want

went back to her seat and continued

her bathroom break to call

even you can’t cure her?” Janet felt

want her to

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

hang up, Frank stopped her. “Wait a

Janet hesitated and said,

Elizabeth’s treatment.” Frank hung up the

suit yet. There was plenty of time to get it done, but she was afraid her hand injury would slow her down, and planned to start

on her fingers, a tearing pain came from her palm. Elizabeth clutched her trembling fingers. Luckily she had painkillers stored in her

pill bottle. She opened it and poured out the pills. There were

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

pills in her mouth and swallowed them down. The

watching her from a distance. She sent Frank a message, saying that she

“OK” immediately, but she didn’t hear from him after that. Janet didn’t understand why Frank had asked her

of the design. She had