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.

*******

Pole was the most expensive wedding gown shop in Seacisco, catering mostly to custom-made orders for the

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

today, Janet was going to get that

and Janet walked into the store hand in

to the whole idea, especially since she was still mad at

they were here, she couldn’t just

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

is the chief wedding 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

she was whisked

was really married! I thought he was just kidding when he called me.” Mr. Jarvis put a hand over his mouth and chuckled demurely. His

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

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

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

the glass for sale?” Janet nodded at a long 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

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

that, Janet surmised that the price