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 Seacisco, catering mostly

once run on TV. Hence, it was known as a luxury brand that

to get that

walked into the store

still opposed to the whole idea, especially since

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

you come so early? Isn’t your appointment for three o’clock this afternoon?” A woman who looked to be in her forties greeted them at the door, wearing heavy makeup and chunky jewelry. As she drew closer, however, Janet realized that it was actually a man. She tried not to stare at his fake lashes and his Adam’s

wedding gown designer of South Pole. He’ll take you to get your

nodded before she was whisked

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

and such dainty features. Do you want to try a sexy, backless dress? Or would you like an evening gown style that shows off 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?” He chattered on as he rounded Janet and looked her up and down. She had a slender waist and all the right curves. She would probably look splendid in any type

rows of dazzling dresses overwhelmed her. It was like she had stepped

jewels 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

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 a full skirt

from the “True Love” series that was released earlier this year. Each element was handmade by professional

that the price they fetched must