The Mysterious Billionaire and His Substitute Bride

The waiting game was always the hardest.

Ethan sat with Janet in one of the corridors of the hospital.

It was mid-January by then and still a bit cold. Johanna wore a dark green maxi dress with a white cashmere coat on top. Her eyes kept darting between Janet and the man next to her as they waited.

Brandon Larson.

She had seen his face in their wedding photos on the news, but she didn’t like him very much.

Brandon was indeed a handsome man, but Johanna didn’t think that was a good thing. Rich, good-looking men more often than not turned out to be playboys.

And Brandon was rich, handsome, and successful. He had to be a scheming person, right?

On the other hand, Janet was a kind and lovely girl. She could easily have been played by Brandon.

But now that she, Johanna, was here for Janet, she would never let Brandon bully Janet.

Ethan could sense the hostility in Johanna’s eyes whenever she looked at him, but considering how she might be his mother-in-law, he could only politely nod to her.

to tell which one of them was the dominant

his mid-fifties arrived. He looked like a

sorry I’m late. Traffic was so heavy on the way here.” The man wiped the sweat on his forehead and apologized

fact, he looked pretty plain. But his eyes were bright and had a certain look of

“How could you be late for something as important as this?

God that I left early! Can you not punish me today? You just punished me recently…” The man tugged at the corner of Johanna’s

a business whiz

him, she instantly recognized his eyes—because they

Beal was trying to butter Johanna up, he

exact same temperament as Johanna’s. And he had

girl. “You must be Janet, am

meet you too, Mr. White.” For some reason, Janet suddenly grew nervous. Ethan had just managed to calm her down, but now, she couldn’t help but want to

old are you? You should’ve graduated from college by now, right? Where did you study? Do you have a job now? Do

was a flicker of annoyance in Beal’s eyes. “Mr. Larson, do you mind giving

no clue what Janet

obliged and walked away to give

these questions, Johanna patted Beal’s shoulder.