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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was the most expensive wedding gown shop in Seacisco, catering mostly

of their clientele, too, as evidenced by an advertisement they had once run on TV. Hence, it was known as a luxury brand that

was going to

walked into the store

idea, especially since she was still mad

they were here, she couldn’t just

A woman who looked to be in her forties greeted them at the door, wearing heavy makeup and chunky jewelry.

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

before she was whisked away by

called me.” Mr. Jarvis put a hand over his mouth and chuckled demurely.

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

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

all kinds of 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 layers of tulle and ruffles. But the most remarkable of all was the line-up of traditional wedding dresses from different countries. This shop truly had it all; they had even

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

is off-limits when it comes to Brandon. Those dresses are from the “True Love” series

price