The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

Janet blinked several times, thinking that she had misheard him.

She awkwardly ran her fingers through her hair and clutched the blanket that was draped around her body. “What—” she choked, then had to clear her throat. “What wedding dress?”

Ethan smiled at her patiently and spoke slowly, as one would with a child. “We married in a rather shabby ceremony. You wore a simple white dress, and not much happened besides us exchanging vows. I always thought you may not have a good memory of our wedding day.”

Janet didn’t expect Ethan to still remember these trivial things, much less care about them. Her heart softened despite herself.

She could be so easy sometimes.

Luckily, she snapped back to her senses a moment later. “Forget it, Ethan. That would be too much trouble.”

He insisted, of course. “The wedding day is one of the most important events in a woman’s life, this much I know. And it is important to me. Now that you know my other identity, I want to pledge myself to you again, this time as Brandon Larson.”

Janet was stunned speechless at his smooth declaration. In the end, she could only nod in agreement.

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expensive wedding gown shop in

once run on TV. Hence, it was known as a luxury brand that only serviced the wealthiest ladies the

going to get that full, exclusive

into the store hand

to the whole idea,

here, she couldn’t just flee and make Ethan lose

the door, wearing heavy makeup

gown designer of South Pole. He’ll take you to get your measurements, and then browse around the shop. If you encounter any problems, just let him know. He’ll take care of

barely nodded before she was whisked away by the

thought he was just kidding when he called me.” Mr. Jarvis put a hand over his mouth and chuckled demurely. His gestures were more coquettish than most ladies Janet had met. He narrowed his eyes and peered

your cleavage? What color are we thinking, by the way? White is too common in this day and age. How about champagne or rose pink?”

on the other hand, was in a daze. The rows of dazzling dresses overwhelmed her. It was like she had

inlaid in the fabric. One corner seemed to be dedicated to the simpler, sweeter styles, while another corner burst with shades of pink. The first one boasted of satin and lace dresses with pearls and sewn flowerettes as accents. The second one had massive dresses with layers of tulle and ruffles. But the most remarkable of all was the

cabinet lining an entire wall. “Or are they off-limits?” The dress in the center had caught her eye. It had an intricately embroidered bodice that tapered down

to Brandon. Those dresses are from the “True Love” series that

surmised that the price